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The Arena had filled by mid-morning, and by the time the noon horn rolled over the rings, every cushion in every sector was either taken or being defended at low volume by a relative.
Lin Xuan had his cushion in the principal sector, exactly where the protocol said a Young Master of a regional sect was supposed to be. Lian had brought him a folded paper of plums and set it beside his knee without a word. Wei Tianming was on his left, the new Skyedge robe straight at the shoulder, attention pointed at the lower ring with the focus of a man trying to memorize a problem.
Today’s bill was the only one the city had been talking about since the postponement notice. The winner of the secondary bracket against the invited disciple of Heavenly Sword Pavilion. Lin Kai against Yan Wuji.
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