Chapter 287 Play It Safe

• These days, Chester Newman had been grinding hard at Xingyi. He kept itching for a real fight, but only he knew how tense he was inside. This was a life-or-death ring. If anything went wrong, what would happen to Emilia Parker and the baby? So he threw himself into training, cramming like hell at the last minute.
• Che Li brought two Land Rovers. Besides Che Li and Che Long, there was a lean, forty-something man—clearly a seasoned fighter—and a few drivers tagging along. Che Li took the wheel, the forty-something sat shotgun, and Che Li himself moved to the back to keep Chester company.
• Right after they met, Che Li introduced the middle-aged guy: his name was Han Chang. Also a trained fighter, he’d learned a bunch of styles, even spent time abroad studying Muay Thai. In the local martial scene’s lingo, Han Chang might be “bright stage,” but his external training was so strong that even Che Li, who was considered “dark stage,” wasn’t a match. Bright stage, dark stage, transformation stage—those were just ways the internal schools divided levels. Plenty of other styles didn’t use that scale at all, some didn’t even have “dark” or “transformation” stages. Take Muay Thai, which Han Chang practiced: fierce and direct, a bit like the internal schools’ bright stage, only way more brutal.