The agitation of losing contact with his inner source and the intense burning sensation from his arm made Pei Yan painfully unbearable, not to mention the sudden increase in the weight of the copper ring almost tore his shoulder, risking a muscle strain.
It was at this moment that Hu Wenjun leisurely walked to his side, bent down, and gently pointed at the copper ring. After a series of creaking metal friction sounds, the number of loops on the copper ring gradually faded and finally returned to its original size.
"Now you know what it's for, right!"
Pei Yan rubbed his sore shoulder, stared at the copper ring in Hu Wenjun's hand with lingering fear, and nodded: "I know, this is equivalent to handcuffs for ability users."
