"Under normal circumstances, I should be able to help." Jing Chen nodded, but his eyes were still cautiously focused on the man's hand. The dagger in his hand was too close to the child's neck, and the slightest movement could slice the delicate throat open. Even Jing Chen wouldn't dare to act rashly.
Compared to controlling this man, ensuring the child's safety was the highest priority at the moment.
Jing Chen wondered, if the child in the man's hand were his, whether he could remain as composed as he was now. Just the thought of such a scenario terrified him, let alone allowing such a thing to happen.
Like he was mulling over something, the man looked at Jing Chen and raised his head, "Fine, then have them let me go. I want to leave. I am frightened up here."
His face revealed guilt, fear, and a hidden tinge of insanity.