In the tavern, Luo Zheng stared straight at Lin Chen with a look of surprise.
"Have you restored your power?"
Lin Chen said with a laugh: "Yes, we have escaped Zhang Zhongjiu's control, and currently we are working for Dr. Ning."
Luo Zheng pointed at his neck: "Then this thing, aren't you going to remove it?"
Lin Chen answered: "Not temporarily, after all, we are new arrivals, and the doctor doesn't completely trust us yet. At least we need to help the doctor with some tasks, proving our value and sincerity, only then will he restore our freedom entirely."
"But the doctor said, as long as we don't act recklessly, then these shackles are merely symbolic and won't bring us any harm."
Luo Zheng raised his wine glass and laughed: "This is a good thing, Lin Chen, you've got a thigh to hold onto now, do not forget us when you're successful and wealthy!"
Lin Chen said with a laugh: "We are still prisoners, talking about wealth and success is too early."
