But Lin Chen didn't offer much explanation, simply walking silently.
The reason each step was slow and difficult was because beneath his clothes, he concealed a set of shackles.
His legs, arms, and entire back were shackled with locks forged from Profound Iron Essence Stone, weighing a terrifying fifty thousand jin.
Lin Chen had a clear assessment of his own strength; it definitely exceeded twenty thousand jin, but arm strength didn't equate to full-body strength. More importantly, these Profound Iron Essence Stones were infused with Cold Marrow, so cold that when pressed against Lin Chen's skin, he could feel the blood in that area freezing.
Under such circumstances, let alone moving forward, just maintaining his posture was quite commendable.
"Too slow, pick up the pace. Even at this speed, you're not half as fast as I was in my younger days."
