With the conclusion of the first day of the games, and after much discussion and promotion by the 80,000 spectators, people's focus shifted from the games themselves to the final Cuju (ancient Chinese football) match.

When people learned that the two teams were personally formed by the current emperor, even those who had no interest in Cuju (ancient Chinese football) couldn't help but become interested.

This truly reflects the saying "what the superiors do, the inferiors follow." Especially among the young people around Luoyang, things that even the emperor liked naturally became highly sought after.

Upon learning that the Cuju (ancient Chinese football) competition would continue for ten days alongside the Games, countless people rushed overnight to the ticket office outside the Nangong Palace to queue up and grab tickets.

The ticket sales area was extremely popular, especially for the front row seats, which were packed with people.

Within an hour of going on sale, tickets priced at 1,000 and 800 coins were sold out, leaving the wealthy young men who were behind in line extremely disappointed.

Seeing this, the spies from the Investigation Division scattered around the square smiled slightly and walked towards the crowd.

"I have three second-row tickets here, selling for 2,400 coins. Hurry up if you want them, cash on delivery!"

Just as the wealthy young men who hadn't managed to snag tickets were shaking their heads and sighing, a shout reached their ears.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged man holding up three tickets and shouting loudly.

"That's outrageous! He tripled the price of an 800-coin ticket!"

"Yeah, who is this person? Isn't anyone going to do anything about it?"

Those wealthy young men who failed to get tickets couldn't help but frown and discuss among themselves.

"I want them all!!"

Just as everyone was hesitating and discussing, a young man dressed in a white brocade robe shouted and stepped forward.

"Here you go, this is seven thousand two hundred coins!!"

Upon getting closer, the young man in white robes unhesitatingly pulled out a money bag and tossed it to the ticket scalper.

"Alright then~, young master, these tickets are yours!"

The ticket scalper weighed the money bag, a fawning smile on his face, and respectfully handed the three tickets to the young man in the white robe.

The young man in the white robe examined the ticket carefully. After confirming there were no problems, he smiled and nodded. The ticket scalper then happily pocketed the money and left.

"Hey buddy, what were you thinking? This ticket has tripled in value and you're still buying it?"

After the ticket scalpers left, several wealthy young men came up to the young man in white robes, looking at him with great confusion.

The young man in the white robe held up the ticket and said with a laugh:

"Yesterday's football match was so exciting, it would be a real shame to miss it today. Compared to watching a great game, what's a little money?"

"This guy is right, the feeling at the scene yesterday was truly exciting!!"

The white-robed youth then looked at everyone with a grin and asked:

"And do you know what's most important?"

"What is it??"

Everyone couldn't help but look at the white-robed youth with curiosity.

"When you hold your ticket and walk to the front row amidst the envious gazes of the people behind you, the feeling is absolutely wonderful!"

Furthermore, listening to music in a brothel costs 20,000 coins for an hour. Compared to that, these tickets are much more cost-effective!

The young man in the white robe couldn't help but show an expression of enjoyment as he spoke.

"This gentleman is right!"

The white-robed youth's words immediately resonated with several wealthy young men.

In their view, besides enjoying pleasure and entertainment, the status and identity that money brings are what people enjoy most.

"Sigh, what a pity, we didn't manage to get any! It looks like we can't go today!"

A wealthy young man looked at the now-closed ticket booth and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Yeah! Looks like I'll have to come early to queue up tomorrow!"

"But given our status, it would be beneath us to squeeze into a queue with them in the middle of the night!"

"There's no other way, the servants have all gone home to get the money, so I had to come myself!"

"I'm afraid of queuing up in the middle of the night and not being able to get anything!"

The other wealthy young men also shook their heads and sighed with frustration.

Seeing this, the young man in white robes rolled his eyes and then said:

"Hey everyone, there's no need to rush. Maybe there are other people who will sell their tickets to make money!"

"Yes, yes, this guy is right, and we can just buy it from someone else at a higher price!"

Just as the group was talking, another ticket scalper came up to them with three tickets.

The ticket scalper raised the tickets in his hand and shouted loudly to the crowd:

"First row tickets, priced at three thousand each, hurry up if you want to buy, there are only three left!!"

"Huh? First row??"

Upon hearing that the tickets were for the first row, the group, who had been looking dejected, immediately brightened up.

"We want them!!"

Several wealthy young men shouted in unison and then turned and ran towards the ticket scalper.

"Haha~ I got tickets!"

Several wealthy young men smiled happily as they received their tickets.

"Gentlemen, these three tickets aren't enough for us to share!"

Looking at the only three tickets available, the wealthy young men couldn't help but frown.

"Don't worry, everyone. We don't have it, but others do!"

Immediately, a young man in a blue robe turned around, looked at the people holding tickets, and shouted loudly:

"This young master needs four front-row tickets, three thousand coins each. Anyone selling them, come and sell them quickly!!"

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