“This is my privacy. No comment,” Marlow said seriously.
As they had reached the floor of the fight field by now, Fiona snorted and didn’t badger him about this issue.
She pushed the door open and the big noise came to them immediately.
A riot of sound mixed with shouting, banging the table, and clapping the inflatable sticks made the place boisterous.
Marlow followed Fiona into the hall and he looked around to observe the layout of the place at the same time.
It was a huge space that could allow a few hundred people to watch the game. In the middle of the hall, there was a stage enclosed by strings.
At this moment, two stout men were fighting on the stage. About three hundred people were surrounding the stage watching.
Some of them wore long-sleeve sportswear and some wore like Fio
