An interesting way.
The power it contained wasn't particularly strong, but its rank was very high. It seemed tailor-made to undo this thing.
Of course, the visual effect was still a little intimidating. He wondered if Kelson had ever secretly hoped he might stand up and dodge.
Freed from the Sinking Anchor's restraint, Fu Qian silently commented on Old Man Kelson's actions.
The man had clearly chosen to keep the peace and make a profit, promptly recalling the Sinking Anchor.
After Fu Qian had demonstrated his ability to break free by force, Kelson had actually been faced with two choices.
One was to voluntarily recall the Sinking Anchor, lest Fu Qian destroy it.
But having the ability to destroy the Sinking Anchor was one thing. In theory, it would still take some time.
Taking a more aggressive approach, Kelson could have tried to kill him with everything he had while Fu Qian was still restrained.
Unfortunately, Fu Qian's last performance had clearly left a deep impression on Kelson.
Even with Fu Qian bound, Kelson didn't seem very confident.
"It's been a pleasure speaking with Mr. Lu, but I have other matters to attend to. I'll take my leave."
With a casual gesture, the Sinking Anchor scattered across the ground flew into Kelson's hand as if drawn by magnetism.
He quickly put it away, then stared expressionlessly at the figure on the golden throne.
Except for the time when his mind had been affected, he had never been a particularly mild-tempered man.
And since entering, he had more than once wanted to go on a killing spree, but each time he had forced himself to hold back.
This guy in front of him was simply impossible to read!
He could have left, but hadn't. He'd even come straight into the blessing.