“Quick, quick! Give me one of your seats!” Mo Nian jumped. If Long Chen didn’t give him one of the ten spots, he wouldn’t even be able to watch the fight.

Long Chen and Mo Nian hastily took out their tablets, but then they only stared at their tablets.

“How are you supposed to do it?”

“Quick, find Lu Ziqiong!”

Lu Ziqiong had previously given them her seats, but Mo Nian and Long Chen didn’t know how to do it. 

Seeing the two of them rushing over, Lu Ziqiong jumped. In truth, she had wanted to remind Long Chen a while ago, but with the two of them in seclusion, she didn’t want to disturb them.

It was only when time was running out that she forced herself to remind the Feather Spirit race about Long Chen's upcoming martial...