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
