Soon, Lin Mo, along with Lu Haotian, Long San, and others, had entered the sports stadium.
Lu Haotian made a gesture of invitation towards Lin Mo and said respectfully,
"Mr. Lin, please follow me. We have seats specially reserved for us in the front row where we can watch the competition more clearly."
Upon hearing this, Lin Mo nodded.
Then Lu Haotian and Long San headed toward the front, but Long San did not have the privilege to enter the very front row.
However, they had barely sat down for a moment when a voice filled with both surprise and disdain came from behind:
"How could this guy be here?"
"Everyone seated here is either a big shot or the pinnacle of Martial Arts! What right does he have?"
Lin Dong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said lightly,
"Even if he were Lu Haotian's son, he still wouldn't have the right to sit here!"
"Could it be that he has another identity?"