Lu Yang's gaze, Lu Yang's actions, Lu Yang's words, everything about Lu Yang made Becher's feel scared.
In Lu Yang's eyes, he saw Lu Yang's desire for victory.
Beneath that desire lay mountains of corpses and seas of bones.
Amongst the pale bones, Becher's found... his own.
That's why he was afraid!
In contrast, the impulsive Lu Yang today was actually the one with a better sense of the bigger picture.
He was indeed acting rashly, but if there were other methods, he certainly wouldn't choose such a terrible way to handle things.
If possible, Lu Yang absolutely wouldn't risk getting a red card to lay hands on his own teammate.
Lu Yang did so only because that was the last resort.
This is also why although Lu Yang initiated the conflict, he did not take the first swing. His last roar was not just recklessness, but a kind of restraint!
Restraint from the urge to really beat up Becher's.
This is another dimension of a player's professionalism.
