As a Forging Master, he knew better than anyone just how hard these Profound Iron Chains were!
Snapping them with his bare hands… 'Are those even human hands?'
Meanwhile, another man—an old man with a completely white beard and a bald head—was rubbing the bloody welts on his wrists, grimacing in pain.
It was none other than the Elder of the Seven Stars Gang's Medicine Hall, Zhang Jinghuai!
"Ouch... It's killing me..."
The moment Zhang Jinghuai looked up and saw Jiang Che, he cried out as if he'd seen a ghost.
"Jiang the Kid?! You're not dead?! Holy hell... What kind of Immortal Pill did you take? How did you get so damn strong?"
Facing Jiang Che, whose aura was now unfathomably deep, the three of them were reeling in shock.
They had a million questions they wanted to ask, but they didn't know where to begin.
Jiang Che looked at these three old acquaintances, his own heart filled with emotion.
"Elder Li, Elder Situ, Elder Zhang."
