Chapter 253 - 176: The Competition Officially Begins, Swept Aside?
Unlike the previous days, the third day of the exchange conference was by invitation only, due to the need to control the number of attendees.
The venue was chosen to be a professional internal arena. Although it wasn’t large, the people who came to watch were basically rich, idle folks interested in combat sports.
"Auntie, hurry up— the match is about to start soon,"
Javell kept urging the woman beside him—wearing sunglasses and a brown Burberry trench coat, who was just over twenty—to walk faster, frequently looking back to see if she was keeping up.
Fleuremeya Jones adjusted her sunglasses and could only helplessly quicken her pace, yet she still maintained her elegant composure.
Ever since that dangerous incident at the shooting range, Javell had been grounded at home. This was a rare opportunity for him to get out.
Naturally, he was most interested in this kind of combat sport competition.
Fortunately, the venue was in the metropolis of New York, where the safety was significantly better than some rural small town, and having brought his aunt along, he was permitted to attend.
Fleuremeya had come to look after him, to prevent him from acting recklessly.
They hurried along until they reached the VIP seating area. Javell looked around at the bustling crowd in the arena and remarked with a sigh,