"Yeah, it seems to be about Gladiatorial Combat…"
"I'm gonna go check it out!" He started to leave, but turned back after two steps. "Hey, which bookshelf is it?"
Milady raised a hand to point, but before she could say the number, the boy had already spotted the painting of the Gladiator in the distance and dashed off like a gust of wind.
The sister from the Huiqi Family looked a little embarrassed. She gave a small smile and hurried after him.
Drawn by the Gladiator painting, the boy quickly reached the bookshelf. His sister seemed to catch up and say a few words to dissuade him, but he planted a small flag anyway.
Milady lay low for a moment. When she was sure no one was watching, she quickly approached bookshelf #4 and stealthily plucked out the flag. The only ones who saw this were the reporters sitting at the edge of the hall—a group of people forbidden from interfering with the competition in any way.
