Sheng Ning'an had never felt time drag on for so long before.
Every minute, every second in the darkness, seemed to stretch infinitely.
The people who had tied her up were professionals, coordinated, clearly practiced at this sort of thing.
She had no idea what they wanted by bringing her here.
Sheng Ning'an thought the most likely reason was to use her kidnapping for ransom, but if so, shouldn't they have posted someone to keep a close eye on her?
The current situation did not seem to suggest they were worried about her escaping at all.
But regardless of their true intentions, she could not just sit idly by.
In the darkness, she couldn't find a suitable tool to untie the ropes, so she leaned against the corner wall, using friction to slowly cut through them inch by inch.
However, the ropes were stronger than she had anticipated; she had no idea how long she'd been at it. Her wrists felt raw, the skin chafed through, and blood was oozing.
