Bai Yeshen felt a sense of despair in his heart. He had finished accepting the memory of the original owner.
When other people traveled through the system, it was either the system or a cheat, but when he traveled through, it was a hell start.
When the predecessor was sold to Wangdong's house, he had not eaten for three days. Wangdong bought it back in order to educate him. He first beat him, which should have killed the original owner directly, and then his eponymous self traveled through time.
Bai Yeshen regained a little strength and glanced around. There should be nothing sharp in Wangdong's bedroom. Bai Yeshen pushed himself up unwillingly and rummaged hard with his tied hands.
There is no tool that can cut the rope, how can we escape...
