Long Yuehong slowly sat up and wiped the sweat from his forehead as he picked up the waterskin beside him. During this process, he used the faint moonlight shining in from the window to see Shang Jianyao—who was on night duty—sizing him up.
"Were you jolted awake by fear?" Shang Jianyao asked with a smile.
Long Yuehong was alarmed and blurted out, "You had that nightmare too?"
Just as he said that, Long Yuehong realized that something was wrong. Hey was clearly still on night duty and hadn't slept at all. How could he be dreaming?
Shang Jianyao smiled—just as he expected. "What kind of nightmare did you have?"
Their conversation attracted the attention of another night duty personnel—Bai Chen. Even the sleeping Jiang Baimian was roused.
In the entire room, only Giuseppe, aka Garibaldi—who had been exhausted from cold turkey—was still sleeping soundly.