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Zhang He was inclined to make a move: he had several proud disciples and sworn brothers under him with formidable strength, but none of them was absolutely sure they could win against Yan Laoba, the man under Cai Qian's command. Losing the first battle would be too much of a blow to morale.
But for him to enter the fray himself from the start would really undermine the authority of a leader.
He glanced unconsciously in Li Yan's direction and saw that this fellow was making faces, his mouth crooked to the point it was almost hanging a kettle, gesturing to where the members of the Red Flag Gang were seated.
"Go on! Fight!"
"Will you reimburse me if I lose?"
"Cut the crap. Losing a match costs ten thousand taels, I'm not paying that unjust debt."
"You're so stingy. Why don't you go up?"
"When have you seen the Dragon Head fight first?"