"Brother, you absolutely have to be careful. Fighting after dark means blind spots in the lamplight, and you'll be fighting on a high platform. We can only stand guard below. We won't be able to see what's happening up there or come to your aid in time."
Yang Shuang looked tense, worry in his eyes.
Liu Wudi chimed in, "Kid, you'd better hold out!"
"I know."
After several verbal exchanges, Lian Youming had begun carefully examining the platform.
He understood what Yang Shuang meant. Most likely, he was worried that Peng Bubai would use the cover of darkness to play dirty.
Since they had proposed a night battle, if there really was something wrong, it would certainly involve exploiting the time and terrain. After all, it was hard for anyone's strength to improve much in so short a time. External aids were all they could rely on.
Seeing how assured of victory the other side looked, Wu Jiu lost some of his casual air. But fearing that Lian Youming might feel too pressured, he could only reassure him. "The same goes for them. No need to worry."
Lian Youming laughed cheerfully. "Exactly. I've never been afraid of anyone when it comes to playing mind games. No matter how much scheming goes on, it'll still come down to our fists." Only a mighty dragon would cross the river. Since he had come, he could only advance boldly; there was no reason to retreat.
He checked the time. Evening was approaching, and the battle date was still a day away, which meant they would take the platform after midnight.
With several hours still to go, Lian Youming wanted to wander around. But when he turned, he saw Zhu Yuan hurrying over with a group of people. The two burly men at the