C319 Barbecue Stall

The bar manager finally got the message: he had crossed a celestial being.

He made the rounds, eventually locating Chen Zhixuan in a booth on the second floor, where he offered a groveling apology.

Around Chen Zhixuan, the once-boisterous crowd, along with the bartender and security guards, were now as meek as mice.

They were doing their utmost to come across as unremarkable