"Go, go, go, grab snacks, benches, and sodas, front row seats."
"Ergouzi, where are your sunflower seeds?"
"Damn, who drank the cola in the fridge!"
"Darn it, stop being so picky. Isn't there bottled water? Get a cup and help yourself!"
At that moment, countless people rushed up or down from the floors.
Crack, crack, crack.
Some were cracking sunflower seeds.
Some were sipping sodas.
A group of people craned their necks, lined up like gourds on a string.
Watching this crowd, the group from the Ancient Martial Families looked on with cold eyes.
"Get lost!"
A roar suddenly exploded.
This bunch of losers, how dare they join in on the fun?
At this point, the guys upstairs and downstairs were not happy.
"Heh, what are you putting on airs for, 'get lost'? You teach me, how do I get lost?"
A cold laugh exploded!
Hearing this, the group of Bright Force bosses from the Ancient Martial Families was exuding a killing aura.
This trash dares to talk back to them.
