Mr President

"Do you see it now? The chains on your spirit represent the restriction the pawnshop has on you!"

Fang Yuan did not hide the truth. "Since the day you signed the agreement with the pawnshop, your soul was no longer yours. It is now the property of the pawnshop! Of course, it is now my reward!"

"Sir! Let me go, Sir!"

Lu Bingqi in his spirit form cried out loud. If not for the fact that he did not have a body now, he would have probably peed in his pants out of fear.

"You should feel fortunate that I am a compassionate person. Therefore, I shall give you another chance!"

Fang Yuan waved his hands and the spirit returned to its body. In an instant, the black chains around the spirit disappeared.

Everyone knew that the chain was not gone, but merely in another dimension.

"Thank you, Sir! Thank you!"

Lu Bingqi started to kowtow desperately. Fang Yuan's actions had struck fear in him.