"Ahem! Boss, are you saying this golden suit of armor is different from ours?" Lao Da tried to interpret his boss's words in the most normal way possible.
But a moment later, his hopes were dashed.
Nie Yun raised a finger and wagged it. "No, no, no. Aside from the color, the armor is exactly the same. It's just that I can control it freely, while you can't!
"In theory, if I took control of the armor you're wearing, you'd become my puppets, and you could unleash the same speed and strength I just did!"
At that, the brothers exchanged a glance and smiled bitterly.
So this mission was impossible to complete in the first place! No wonder, no wonder the penalty wasn't 'you know what'! We really were too naive!
The corners of Nie Yun's mouth curled upward. This was exactly the effect he wanted. If they could even defeat their boss, wouldn't their egos shoot through the roof?
The key to managing subordinates was to balance kindness with authority!
The brothers struggled a few times but failed to get up. Nie Yun's last blow had been the real deal, and they were utterly drained.
Looking at their condition, Nie Yun nodded in satisfaction, without the slightest guilt over beating them into this state.
"Now, let me tell you about this armor's second function!"
The two froze at his words, then felt what seemed like a dozen or so slender needles piercing different parts of their bodies, causing a faint stinging sensation.
"Wh-what is this?!" Both paled in alarm.
Anyone suddenly jabbed with a dozen needles would probably struggle to stay calm.
Yet a moment later, a tingling sensation spread throughout their bodies. Their pain eased considerably in an instant, and even the bruises and contusions from the earlier