"Do I really have that skill?"
"I believe in you."
"I believe too."
"Huo Jing came here and had a harvest. Hao Nan, I won't let you leave empty-handed either." Li Fei took off the gilded armor from his body and handed it to Hao Nan.
Hao Nan was stunned: "What is this?"
"Gilded armor, impervious to blades and bullets—a great defensive artifact."
"Is it for real? Is this thing really that magical?"
"Try it on."
Hao Nan put it on and chuckled: "It's a bit tight."
"Go home and lose two pounds." Li Fei then said to Huo Jing, "You can try punching him."
Huo Jing moved opposite Hao Nan, stretched his muscles: "Brother Nan, then I won't hold back."
"Go ahead."
"Take a punch from a subordinate!" Huo Jing's left fist was tightly clenched, the muscles on his arm taut and well-defined, then his fist hit Hao Nan's chest mercilessly.
The powerful rebound force made him slide back more than a meter, while Hao Nan's feet remained unmoved, only his upper body swayed twice.
