Half an hour later, inside the Mechanical God Sect church.
Zeng Yi personally locked the chains on Zhou Qin and Zhang Hui. After confirming they couldn't escape, he nodded towards Chen Jian.
Chen Jian gently gestured for him to stand behind, then looked at the two chained across the table, and calmly said:
"The chains on your hands are not the only constraint; they're merely tools to slow you down."
"Hanging at your chest are two 82-2P1 grenades. The pins have been pulled, but don't worry, I've tied the clips with strings."
"As long as you don't move erratically, these grenades won't explode."
"But if you try to leave the chairs you're sitting on... you know, a grenade exploding at close range, even as Holy Blood, you wouldn't survive."
"So, you understand what to do, right?"
Upon hearing Chen Jian's words, Zhou Qin immediately nodded, speaking with a tone even somewhat sycophantic:
"I understand!"
"I fully understand and comprehend!"
