"Master He, are you really confident? Maybe you should also ask Mr. Lin to join you, just to be more certain, to avoid any mishaps," Lu Haotian stared at He Qiang, somewhat doubtful.
"No need." He Qiang dismissed the suggestion with arrogance and snorted, "Lord of Heaven, to have a child assist me—should this spread, wouldn't I, He Qiang, become a laughingstock? Cai Gaohan is nothing to me. Ten moves, at most ten moves, and I guarantee he'll be kneeling before the Lord of Heaven begging for mercy!"
Lu Haotian pondered for a moment, took a deep drag of his cigar, and then said, "Very well, since Master He is so confident, we won't need Mr. Lin's help for now. However, if Master He feels overwhelmed at any point, please make sure to let us know in time."