"Feeling bitter? Regretting not taking me hostage?" Nie Yun asked with a smile, seeing right through Golden Fang's thoughts.
"Hmph! The winner takes all. I have nothing to say!" Golden Fang's words brimmed with resentment. Clearly, Nie Yun had hit the mark.
At the same time, he discreetly glanced at the three Mithril Knights behind Nie Yun and keenly noticed the change in them.
In fact, to save their "online time," Lao Da and the other two had already logged off after completing their mission. Now the machines were merely following the AI Core's automated routines, with noticeably less flexibility and initiative than before.
"If I told you none of your tricks posed any threat to me, and that even blowing up the ship wouldn't so much as scratch me, would you believe it?"
No! Golden Fang desperately wanted to blurt it out.
But looking at Nie Yun's relaxed smile and the three Mithril Knights behind him, he simply couldn't get the words out.
The pressure of that overwhelming strength forced him to carefully consider whether Nie Yun was telling the truth.
But if it was true, just how terrifying was the strength he was hiding?
"So... relax your leg muscles. I may only be two meters away, but if you lunge at me, you'll end up a pile of minced meat. Even without the three subordinates behind me, the outcome wouldn't change in the slightest. Do you... believe me?" Nie Yun stared at him with a faint, ambiguous smile.
"Uh..." Golden Fang's expression froze, and panic instantly welled up inside him at the feeling of being completely exposed.
Every move he made was laid bare before the other man!
The instincts he had honed in the underworld told him that this time, the man before him wasn't bluffing.
"You...