The Art of Talent Management by the Boss

A proper assassin, reading this kind of thing? Disgusting!

An Yi swept his gaze over the crowd and said solemnly, "Alright, speak up. What’s wrong with all of you today?"

"Nothing much. We just think you, Boss, have been working too hard managing the Rakshasa Organization, handling endless responsibilities."

Mikawa Nako massaged An Yi’s shoulders, her lips curling into a bewitching smile.

An Yi nodded, finding the reasoning sound, and quietly closed the tutorial video before climbing out of his hammock.

People always think being the Boss is easy.

But knowing how to delegate tasks to subordinates—that’s a true test of vision, patience, courage, and wisdom. It takes real effort!

Of course, what An Yi didn’t know was that his battle with Sadochiel had been broadcast live to every assassin in the base.

Single-handedly slaying one of the Twelve Heavenly Leaders? None of them dared question him now.

After all, the Twelve Heavenly Leaders were the pinnacle of the assassin world, figures revered as gods.

An Yi stepped down from the hammock and silently activated his "Cloud-Touching Hand."

In the blink of an eye, three comic magazines on the table vanished before everyone’s eyes.

Patting Kim Jung-ho’s shoulder, An Yi gave an approving look and said in Japanese, "Good! Your performance—very, very good!"

Kim Jung-ho smirked arrogantly and replied nonchalantly, "Just killed 29 assassins. No big deal."

"Damn, you took out 29?!"

An Yi exclaimed in amazement. "Impressive! I had no idea you were this strong!"

Kim Jung-ho:

"Then what the hell were you praising me for earlier?"

An Yi coughed awkwardly and turned to the crowd, declaring loudly, "In Rakshasa, we follow our own rules. Outstanding performance deserves reward!"

"Kim Jung-ho here has… ahem… eliminated 29 assassins in one go! As the leader, I’ve decided to grant him a special serum as his reward!"

"Serum?!"

The crowd erupted in shock.

"Boss, you have the serum?"

Kevin the Gunslinger asked in disbelief.

An Yi grinned. "Of course. If Heaven’s organization can promise it, so can I. And mine is the complete version!"

Instantly, the entire base fell silent.

The complete serum!

It had always been theoretical—whether Heaven even possessed it was still a mystery.

Yet here was this bald, bearded man, casually claiming to have it.

Seeing the stunned assassins, An Yi urged, "What are you all standing around for? Applause!"

Immediately, the base erupted in cheers and clapping.

"Boss is insane! This is incredible!"

"Holy shit, if we have the serum, why the hell should we listen to Heaven?"

"Best decision I ever made was joining Rakshasa!"

"An Yi forever!!"

Then, an awkward voice cut through the celebration.

The entire hall fell silent again, the atmosphere freezing over.

The assassin who had spoken turned pale.

An Yi:

After a brief pause, the cheers resumed, drowning out the moment as if nothing had happened.

The base was once again filled with lively, joyous energy.

An Yi raised his hand with a smile, signaling for quiet.

Then, under everyone’s watchful eyes, he pulled out a small vial of silver-packaged serum, cleared his throat, and handed it over.

"Here!"

Kim Jung-ho accepted it eagerly, his hands trembling.

Examining the tiny ampoule, he frowned. "Boss… the serum’s usually a bit bigger, isn’t it?"

"A bit? It’s like ten times smaller!"

An Yi smiled mysteriously. "Because I divided one full dose into ten portions!"

Kim Jung-ho:

"You’re such a cheapskate!"

Well, if the serum were easy to obtain, hundreds wouldn’t have died chasing it.

Getting even a tenth of the complete version was already a blessing.

"Go on, try it!" An Yi urged excitedly.

Kim Jung-ho pulled out a syringe, drew the serum from the ampoule, and injected it into his arm.

Every assassin held their breath, eyes locked on him.

The moment the serum entered his veins—

Kim Jung-ho let out a pained roar.

His veins bulged, sweat beading on his forehead like raindrops.

The crowd watched as his back drenched in sweat, his entire body looking like he’d been pulled from water.

An Yi raised an eyebrow.

"Only a tenth of the dose and he’s in this much pain?"

It suddenly hit him—just how agonizing it must have been when he injected a full dose into Little Ming back then.

Hah, his disciple really was something else!

Finally, after what felt like forever—

Kim Jung-ho exhaled deeply and stood up, surrounded by curious assassins.

"So? How do you feel?"

A smirk tugged at his lips as he flicked his finger.

A tiny blue-purple spark crackled to life.

The crowd stared blankly.

"That’s it?"

"Oho, a Thunderbird!" An Yi nodded to himself.

In the ancient continent, Thunderbirds were formidable beasts, known for their speed.

Kim Jung-ho steadied himself, flexed his arms, and—

In a blur, he vanished.

When he reappeared, he was twenty meters away.

"Incredible! My speed’s increased by at least half!"

His eyes shone with excitement.

The incomplete serum only offered temporary boosts, but the complete version was permanent!

A fifty percent speed increase in an instant?

In life-or-death battles, that was game-changing.

Then, exhaustion hit him.

"Boss… I feel completely drained now."

An Yi understood.

The serum granted the user a fraction of the beast’s bloodline power.

Like Fang Jueming, who, after injecting the Golden Lion serum, gained immense defensive power and destructive force.

The Thunderbird’s signature trait was its explosive speed—exactly what Kim Jung-ho had just demonstrated.

Still, a tenth of the dose was too weak.

An Yi couldn’t help but marvel.

Whoever developed this method of extracting and utilizing beast bloodlines was either a genius or a madman!

"Work hard, and every member of Rakshasa will have a chance to earn the serum!"

An Yi patted Kim Jung-ho’s shoulder solemnly.

The other assassins flushed with excitement.

The complete serum—they could get it too?!

Kim Jung-ho grinned arrogantly. "Heh, then I’ll make sure to collect the full Thunderbird serum soon."

An Yi watched the energized crowd with satisfaction.

Promise rewards, dangle the carrot—

That was the true art of leadership!

"Boss! Someone’s here!"

An assassin rushed into the base, panting heavily.

The mood instantly turned tense.

If their location was exposed, none of them would escape unscathed.

"Who?" An Yi asked calmly, unfazed.

The base’s location was already known—even Jiangcheng’s law enforcement was aware.

But who would dare come here?

The lookout assassin stammered, "One of the Twelve Divine Generals of the Pantheon… Chou Niu!"

At that name, every face in the room paled.

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