Chapter 1541
Wyatt stood on his toes to get a better view of the queue and saw that the very front of the line was at the entrance to the main hall with four stewards guarding each access point.
Every martial artist who wished to enter the auction hall was stopped by the stewards.
Jerome explained, "The stewards at the entrance are all Westmount Trading's men. They're collecting an entry fee and assigning seating areas."
Wyatt nodded and joined the queue, patiently waiting for his turn to enter the auction hall.
The queue was incredibly long, and they waited for about half an hour before finally reaching the entrance. Ahead of them was a group paying their entry fees, and once they were finished, it would be their turn.
A steward's voice rang out from ahead. "White Crane Sect! Your seats are in Section Two, Row Three. The entry fee is 100 vitality pills for each person!"
Jerome's voice turned serious. "The people ahead of us are from the White Crane Sect? I didn't expect them to show up as we

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