"If you have the guts, then just kill me!"
Furious from the slap, Tong Tianba whipped his head around and glared at Fang Shuwen.
Fang Shuwen seemed rather exasperated.
"Let me guess, are you about to say I can kill you or cut you up as I please?
"I don't know why, but I've been hearing that a lot lately."
Tong Tianba's face darkened. He was about to say something more when he saw Fang Shuwen bring his index and middle fingers together. The line instantly and silently appeared.
He raised his hand and tapped, his fingers landing on Tong Tianba's Qimen Acupoint.
Fang Shuwen had pinched a nerve cluster in his spine, and despite his ox-like strength, Tong Tianba couldn't move in the slightest, forced to let Fang Shuwen do as he wished.
At first, the touch of the finger didn't feel like anything special.
A faint pain radiated from the acupoint. His brow furrowed slightly.
"I advise you not to…"
