In this plaza, a crowd of over ten thousand people was gathered, all kneeling on the ground, kowtowing like devout believers worshipping their deities.
Faced with this reverence, the beast-faced golden man seemed unfazed, as if such behavior was ordained by the heavens and the earth.
"Crack."
"Crack."
A crisp sound came from a corner of the plaza, immediately drawing the attention of those golden men.
"Hmm?" The golden man suddenly noticed a lone young man standing among the crowd, smugly standing still while snacking on sunflower seeds, the source of the odd sound.
The golden man's expression turned displeased at once. People from the lower world had always shown them utmost respect—when had they ever encountered someone so frivolous? Not only was he refusing to kneel, but he was also being outright disrespectful!
"What are you looking at? Never seen a handsome guy before?"
