He then observed another laborer wearing the Iron Bracelet, and indeed, a black thread seemed to drill into the other's body.
Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh, "Being a laborer is no longer an option."
"I'll have to think of another way."
Chen Mu surveyed the surrounding environment.
Only now did he notice that around the middle-aged man, there were subtly distributed five or six burly men dressed in black leather armor.
He had initially thought they were soldiers of the Tangshan Army maintaining order.
Now, seeing how they were positioned, it was clear they were there to protect the middle-aged man.
"Must be an important figure," Chen Mu shook his head.
The Iron Bracelet might just be a method the Tangshan Army used to control people, and only high-ranking individuals would have access to such core secrets.
"I can only run."
He could see clearly that although this place was deep within the encampment, just four or five hundred meters to the south was the Fenxi River.