Of course, this miracle was actually playing out, but no one on the surface could tell, only the two people involved knew. At that moment, Fan Bing's heart was filled with frustration. Damn, who exactly was bullying whom here? My hand was almost getting crushed, you know? I'm the real victim here, okay?
As Li Fei applied a bit more force, Fan Bing's lips involuntarily twitched fiercely. It hurt so damn much that he couldn't help but grimace and suck in a breath. He guessed his palm was deformed, and in fact, not only his palm but also his entire face twisted grotesquely due to the pain he was holding back.
Then, a layer of dense sweat beads slid down from Mr. Fan's forehead. In an instant, his head was almost cloaked in a fog of sweat, half from nervousness and half from pain. It was simply unbearable!
