However, Gao Pengfei soon made a sorrowful discovery.
He had used all his strength, his face turning a flushed red, while Tang Feng still stood there as if nothing was amiss.
What kind of monster is this kid?
He started to doubt himself and was about to let go.
But just then, a sudden burst of strength erupted from Tang Feng's hand.
"Ah..."
A sharp pain shot through Gao Pengfei's hand, his fingers feeling as though they were being crushed by machinery, about to be pulverized.
"Young Master Gao, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Tang Feng asked with an innocuous smile.
"Let... let go."
Gao Pengfei's face was twisted in pain, his body curling up as if he were a shrimp tossed into hot oil.
Xu Xinling couldn't help but burst into loud laughter.
She was very familiar with Gao Pengfei's character and had guessed his intentions the moment he offered his hand to Tang Feng.
However, she didn't intervene.
