The middle seat for the judges was still empty. Apparently, it was specially reserved for Spencer, the Palace Chief of the Herb Palace.
At that moment, the open area beneath the arena was already flooded with excited spectators. However, there were only a few rows of seating prepared at the front. Those standing behind were cramped in the limited space like a pack of sardines.
Jesse walked up to Jared and greeted him respectfully, “Mr. Chance, this way, please!”
Since Jared and the others attended the occasion as visitors, they did not have any seats in the front row. Nevertheless, Jesse led them to the front and arranged for them to be seated in the row reserved for those from Extreme Fist Gym.
Shortly after Jared, Josephine, and Lizbeth were seated at the front, Lionel led his disciples and stood behind them.
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