"You heartless snake of a man!" he bellowed, his voice torn with fury, still foolishly extending his finger towards Wu Bin, his face filled with unwillingness as he rebuked Wu Bin's faults.
Wu Bin, however, suddenly gripped his hand tightly, "Have the guts to do it again in front of me, point at me one more time?"
"I wouldn't mind breaking both your hands in front of everyone!" Wu Bin's face turned fierce, feeling no need to be polite to such a deceitful and double-crossing man.
This was nothing but a humiliating farce in his presence, terribly vexing!
Wu Bin warned him, "I'm giving you one more chance. Decide now... Are you going to keep your word to me, or do you insist on provoking my anger? Make your choice quickly."
"Speak one more piece of nonsense and I'll dislocate your fingers right away!"
Wu Bin's words relentlessly pressured him.
Wu Bin slightly increased the strength in his grip, and he could feel his fingertips were about to be crushed by Wu Bin.