Because of Zhang Beixing, undercurrents were stirring in Ancient Rome. Meanwhile, on the airplane, things weren't too peaceful either.
Zhang Beixing was renowned in the Great Xia Realm, especially after stopping a moving car with his bare hands just two days ago. Consequently, his popularity had exploded, making him the hottest person in Great Xia, without a doubt. Therefore, it didn't take long after he boarded the plane for other passengers to recognize him.
"Hello, are you Zhang Beixing?"
In the business class section of the plane, just as Zhang Beixing found his seat and sat down, a girl approached him, looked at him, and asked. It was less of a question and more of a confirmation, her tone certain.
Hearing this, Zhang Beixing raised an eyebrow. "Yes, I am. And you are...?"
"It really is you! Hello, Brother Dan, I'm a fan of yours. Can we take a picture together?" The girl, visibly thrilled, extended her hand as she asked.
