My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

The match was held in a large arena in the eastern part of Beijing.

This place is usually used to host various public competitions and is said to be able to accommodate nearly 10,000 spectators.

When Lin Mo and the others arrived at the arena, the entrance was already crowded with people.

Most of the children were adults with their children, who were around fourteen or fifteen years old.

Some were overjoyed, while others were so nervous their faces turned pale.

Because of their status as the second prince, they did not use the regular passage.

Instead, you enter directly from the VIP entrance, walk up the stairs, and finally arrive at a viewing platform at the highest point of the arena.

This platform offers an excellent view, overlooking the entire stadium.

Several cushioned chairs were placed on the platform, and there was a coffee table next to them with tea, snacks and fruit on it.

Several well-dressed middle-aged men were standing at the edge of the platform, looking down at the arena below, and talking in hushed tones.

Upon seeing the Second Prince enter, the group of men quickly turned around and bowed in greeting.

"Your Highness!"

"I didn't expect Your Highness to come and watch the game in person. You have a refined taste."

"Your Highness, please have some tea and take a seat!"

……

Their faces were plastered with respectful smiles, but their eyes held their own scrutiny.

The most enthusiastic was a fat man wearing a dark red robe.

They practically rushed to lead the second prince toward the main seat.

Lin Mo ignored those stares.

He walked straight over and plopped down in the main seat.

The air suddenly became quiet.

The smiles on the faces of the family heads froze, and they stared wide-eyed at the young man in black robes.

He actually sat in the second prince's seat!

"How dare you!"

The fat man in the dark red robe was the first to react, his face turning bright red as he pointed at Lin Mo.

"Who do you think you are, daring to sit in His Highness's seat! Guards..."

He didn't finish his sentence because the second prince moved.

Li Yiguang accepted the tea offered by someone and walked to Lin Mo's seat with a flattering smile.

Holding the teacup with both hands, he respectfully presented it to Lin Mo.

"Please have some tea."

The expressions of those family heads froze completely.

Their mouths were agape, their eyes wide.

Watching the Second Prince hand water to the man in black robes like a servant, his mind went blank.

The fat man's finger was still raised in mid-air, frozen in place.

Putting it down was one thing, not putting it down was another; the expression on his face was priceless.

Lin Mo took the water glass, took a sip, and casually put it aside.

He didn't even glance at those family heads.

Yin Xue chuckled beside him.

She transformed into a mature, sophisticated woman today.

Tall and slender, with fiery red long hair, her shapely black leather outfit accentuated her exquisite curves.

She held a glass of red wine and leaned lazily against the railing of the platform.

His blood-red eyes looked down at the arena below, completely ignoring the stunned family heads.

The heads of the families looked at each other.

Finally, he silently retreated to the side, not daring to utter another word.

Lin Mo leaned back in his chair and looked down at the arena.

In the center of the arena is a huge circular arena, about fifty meters in diameter, paved with hard bluestone.

The raised stands surrounding the arena were now full of people.

Most of these people were well-dressed nobles and wealthy merchants, but there were also many ordinary people.

The sounds of children laughing, parents giving instructions, and vendors hawking their wares mingled together.

"Please welcome the contestants to the stage!"

A sound emanating from the alchemy equipment amplified several times, drowning out the noise in the arena.

As the voice faded, a group of people emerged from one side of the arena, guided by staff.

Lin Mo looked over and saw that they were all children, but they were wearing exquisite soft armor and holding glittering weapons. They were clearly young masters and ladies carefully raised by a large family.

Some were dressed in coarse cloth, empty-handed, and walked at the back of the line with their heads down.

Once the family heads had recovered, they began to converse in hushed tones again.

They thought Lin Mo couldn't hear, but that volume was no different from normal speech to Lin Mo.

"Who is that man in black robes? Why did His Highness treat him like that...?"

"Shh, don't ask. Someone who would make His Highness personally fetch water couldn't be an ordinary person, could he?"

"That's right, that's right..."

The topic quickly shifted to the next match.

Is your son participating this year?

"Compete? Why isn't he competing? We hired three teachers for him, he started training at five, he's twelve now, and he's already at level 15. What about your partner?"

"Level 18, but you don't know about our girl. Her talent is average. We spent a lot of money on her, but she can't compare to the young lady from the Ye family. I heard she has already broken through to level 20, and she's only fourteen years old."

"Level 20 breakthrough? Really?"

"The Ye family head said it himself, how could it be false? That girl is exceptionally talented, she will at least be a level 70 powerhouse in the future."

"Tsk tsk, the Ye family is really lucky..."

……

Lin Mo listened and roughly understood the essence of the competition.

The so-called children's competition is actually just a power struggle between several big families in the capital.

Those young masters and ladies were raised with the best resources from a young age, and their status was far superior to that of ordinary people of the same age.

Aside from them, most of the remaining contestants were orphans adopted by these families from a young age, or talented children they bought.

If they perform well, they can become the family's private soldiers or henchmen in the future.

Those who perform poorly will only be destined to be servants.

One competition determined the future of these children.

Mianmian's identity is actually the most special.

Lin Mo's gaze swept across the waiting area.

The well-dressed young masters and ladies gathered together, chatting and laughing, showing off their equipment and levels to each other.

The children dressed in coarse cloth stood on the other side, heads bowed, and no one spoke.

Some of them looked tense, while others were expressionless.

"Look!"

Yin Xue's voice suddenly rang out, tinged with excitement.

She pointed in the direction of the entrance to the waiting area.

Lin Mo looked in the direction she was pointing.

A small figure is walking out of the passage.

She was wearing a white cloak, the hood of which covered most of her face, leaving only a small chin visible.

She walked slowly, glancing around the stands as if searching for something.

Then she raised her head and looked in Lin Mo's direction.

Her small face peeked out from under the hood.

She looked about seven or eight years old, with delicate features, and big, round, jet-black eyes.

Wearing that pink and white cloak, she looked like a fluffy little animal.

She saw Lin Mo.

Those eyes suddenly lit up.

She raised her hands and waved them vigorously, her little face full of a silly smile.

Its mouth was open, as if it wanted to shout something, but it could only make "ah ah" sounds.

She can't speak yet.

Lin Mo looked at that grinning face and couldn't help but smile.

He raised his hand and waved at her.

Mianmian smiled even more happily.

She jumped twice on the spot, then was pushed forward by the crowd behind her, and could only turn around and wave vigorously as she walked.

Lin Mo only lowered his hand after her figure disappeared into the crowd.

A short while later, a loud voice rang out from all around the arena:

"Ladies and gentlemen—! The 15th Holy Radiance City Glory Arbitration Tournament for Children's Division is now beginning—!"

A burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the stands.

The voice continued to announce the rules:

"A total of 66 contestants will participate in this competition, which will use a one-on-one elimination system! Winners advance, and losers are eliminated! The ultimate champion will receive a generous reward from the royal family!"

"Now, please welcome the first group of contestants to the stage!"

Lin Mo leaned back in his chair, looking down at the arena below.

Two teenagers walked onto the stage, bowed to each other, and then drew their weapons.

The referee's hand fell.

Game start.