At this time, the audience began filing into the venue one after another, the noise reaching a crescendo as the place became packed.
It was then that the fans noticed something unusual: dozens of seats at the very front of the auditorium were conspicuously empty.
Sitting among these seats was a man clad in designer clothes who looked like a spoiled young master, flanked by two stunningly beautiful women, with bodyguards encircling them, preventing anyone from getting near.
Many people moved about discontentedly, thinking that it was somewhat excessive for three people to occupy dozens of seats, especially when so many others couldn't even purchase a ticket. Yet this young man had monopolized so many places for himself and had bodyguards protecting him; wasn't this showing off a bit too much?
"Money makes you so great, huh?" A man with glasses snorted discontentedly.
