Perhaps fearing he might actually hurt him, the knife Shi Meng bought hadn't been sharpened and wasn't very sharp. It took Fu Xuanliao a great deal of effort just to saw through one strand of the hemp rope, leaving his chest and back slick with sweat. Just as he was about to use his arm strength to break free from the loosening restraints, a piece of paper was suddenly held up less than ten centimeters from his eyes. Fu Xuanliao quickly gripped the blade back into his palm, enduring the pain as he…

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