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As time passed, the previously empty hall was now packed full.

"We're all a mob, get out of the way!"

At this time, in the Flowing Cloud Pavilion's great hall, several martial artists suddenly arrived and arrogantly shouted out.

Everyone was unhappy. The first thing they should do was get their seats, so why should they get out of the way?

"Go to the back and stand. There are no seats left