C90 I'll Stay with You

"Clang!" A dagger was thrown to the side of his feet. Chen Ming'en could not break free. He slowly moved to the side of the dagger, picked it up with difficulty, and cut the rope bit by bit.

His hands had been tied for too long, and they were sore and numb. His cutting movements were clumsy, and his dagger was sharp. He had been cut many times. Chen Ming'en gritted his teeth and endured the pain