"So, Bryant, do you think my evil deeds can compare to even a single strand of hair from the Faya people?"
Bryant thought seriously, gently shaking his head.
The old robot pressed his mechanical hands on Bryant's shoulders and said warmly, "Now, can I ask you a question, and can you answer me directly?"
Bryant said, "As long as it's not as ridiculous as the last question."
Levi calmly asked, "Why are you loyal to Yang Ming? Even going so far as to willingly install anti-surveillance chips on yourself? Is it just because you lost to him in the battle at the villa, and you surrendered to him afterward? You actually were not continuously controlled by his mind control, right? But you hypnotized yourself, enforcing strong psychological suggestions."
Bryant pressed his lips tightly, his pupils trembling.
"No need to rush to explain, Bryant; while we were chatting earlier, I invaded your brain and read your memories."
Levi laughed:
