Sensing the force on her hand, Feng Qing frowned, but it quickly dispersed. She immediately understood what Tessa meant. This kind of situation was common in movies and dramas, but this was the first time she had encountered it in reality. The plot was too melodramatic.
Although her hand was small, it was soft and nimble. She moved her thumb towards the left side of the thenar webspace and pressed hard on the back of Tessa's hand.
The next second, the smile on Tersa's face disappeared. A violent pain came from her hand. It felt like someone had pricked the tendons on her hand.
"Uh…" Tessa gasped and pulled back her hand. Feng Qing did not stop her, and her hand was freed. However, she had a smile on her face.
"Miss Tessa, what's wrong with you?" Feng Jianing asked.
Tessa didn't answer her question. Instead, she looked at Feng Qing and questioned, "Miss Feng Qing, what did you do to me when we shook hands just now?"
