The ancient return was exposed by his sister's live stream.

Several of her friends gathered around to look at the photo and let out a suppressed gasp.

Once there was a first, there was a second. A young man in a suit walked over and bowed respectfully: "My Lord, may I take a picture with you? I've been watching your show since the episode about the Queen Mother of the West's Secret Realm."

Chen Hao nodded.

The third, the fourth, the fifth. More and more people arrived, but they were all very polite, without any noise or crowding. They lined up one by one, took their photos, and then returned to their seats.

The other diners in the restaurant began to show their curiosity. An elderly gentleman with gray hair put down his knife and fork and asked the waiter next to him, "Who are those people over there? Why are so many of them asking for photos?"

The waiter wasn't sure either, and shook his head.

The old man's female companion leaned over and whispered, "I think I saw it on my phone before, what's his name... Chen Shangshen? He's an internet celebrity."

"An internet celebrity?" The old man frowned. "Doesn't seem like it."

In another corner of the restaurant, in the VIP area by the window, sat a young woman. She wore a simple white dress, her long hair cascading down her shoulders, her features delicate and refined, her demeanor gentle and graceful, possessing the charm of a classical beauty.

Her name is Du Ling, and she is currently one of the most popular young actresses. She has become famous for her ancient costume looks and is called "the chosen one of ancient times" by her fans.

She was looking down at the menu, seemingly oblivious to everything around her.

Her agent, Lin Jiaxing, sat opposite her. She was a round-faced girl in her late twenties with a low ponytail and round-framed glasses. She looked well-behaved and cute.

She was scrolling through Douyin live streams on her phone when she suddenly sat up straight and looked around the lobby. Sure enough, she spotted Chen Hao, and her glasses almost slipped off her nose.

"Dudu! Dudu!" she whispered, but her voice was excited. "Look over there!"

Du Ling looked up and followed the direction she was pointing. There were several people gathered there, and in the middle sat a young man with well-defined features and an outstanding presence. He was naturally handsome.

She glanced at it for a few seconds, then looked away: "What's wrong? Which rising star?"

"Not a celebrity!" Lin Jiaxing handed over the phone. "It's a high god! High God Chen Hao! The one I told you about!"

Du Ling took the phone. The screen showed a live stream, with the young man's profile on the screen. The comments were scrolling by rapidly. She glanced at them—"The God is so handsome," "The God is in Shanghai today," "Please show your face more, God"—all of which were messages she couldn't understand.

"God? What god?" She handed the phone back to Lin Jiaxing.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiaxing immediately shook her head, giving him a "you're so out of touch" look, and excitedly explained: "Just search for it! Search 'Chen Hao' or 'Chen Shangshen' on Douyin, there are tons of videos!"

"He's amazing! He can cure diseases, exorcise ghosts, and even restore silk manuscripts from two thousand years ago! Fans say he's a deity who lived from ancient times!"

Seeing Lin Jiaxing's excited expression, Du Ling couldn't help but laugh: "Jiaxing, have you been fooled again? You were just as excited when you talked about that 'spiritual master' last time."

"This time is different!" Lin Jiaxing stood up. "I'm going to get a photo together. You wait here!"

She jogged over and joined the queue. After the people in front of her finished taking photos, it was her turn.

She stood before Chen Hao, her palms sweating with nervousness, her voice trembling slightly: "Master Chen, my name is Lin Jiaxing, and I'm a fan! I've been watching since the episode where you restored the silk scroll! Could you please sign my autograph?"

Chen Hao looked at her and said, "Okay."

Lin Jiaxing took a notebook and a pen out of her bag and handed them over with both hands. Chen Hao signed them, then she took out her phone, squatted down next to Chen Hao, and gave him a peace sign.

Chen Siyao took a picture for her, and when she took the phone and looked at the photo, she was so excited that she almost jumped up.

"Thank you, God! Thank you, God!" She bowed several times and jogged back to Du Ling's side.

Du Ling looked at her with amusement and exasperation, asking, "Jiaxing, how old are you?"

"What do you know!" Lin Jiaxing shoved her phone screen in front of Du Ling's face. "Look! Isn't he handsome? Doesn't he have great charisma?"

Du Ling glanced at the photo and had to admit that the man was indeed handsome. Not in an unrealistically refined way, but in a natural, composed, and comfortable way.

"Is he a magician?" Du Ling asked.

"No, no!" Lin Jiaxing shook her head. "He really does know magic! Healing, exorcising ghosts, restoring antiques—he can do everything! The internet says he's a being from ancient times!"

Du Ling laughed again: "Survived from ancient times? That would be thousands of years old, right? Jiaxing, shouldn't you spend less time on your phone?"

Lin Jiaxing knew she didn't believe her, but she wasn't in a hurry: "It's okay if you don't believe me. I'll send you a few videos when we get back, and you'll see after you watch them."

Du Ling smiled but didn't reply. She looked down at the menu, but her gaze couldn't help but drift in that direction once more.

That man was indeed different.

Chen Siyao picked up a piece of mousse cake, took a small bite, and was sharing her taste with her viewers when a particularly eye-catching comment suddenly appeared, taking up the entire screen:

[I am Ying Zheng]: Yao Yao, my family owns the largest yacht company in Shanghai. Since you're in Shanghai, why don't you go for a ride on the sea? I'll arrange a top-of-the-line yacht for you, and I'll cover all the expenses!

When Chen Siyao saw the comments, her eyes lit up. The suggestion of going on a sea trip immediately struck a chord with her.

Chen Siyao turned to the group beside her, excitedly holding up her phone, and said, "Jingwen, Lili, Qingqing, Brother Yingzheng in the live stream said his family owns a yacht company in Shanghai and invited us to go sailing. Do you want to go?"

"Go out to sea?" Yang Wanqing was the first to raise her hand. "I want to! Feeling the breeze and enjoying the sea view would be so wonderful!"

Cai Jingwen and Li Li exchanged a smile and nodded in agreement. The adventures and city strolls of the past few days were indeed not as pleasant as a trip to sea to relax.

Seeing this, Chen Siyao replied with a smile to the live stream: "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Yingzheng, but you don't need to spend any more money. We can just rent a yacht ourselves. You've already given us enough gifts in the live stream, so we can't let you spend any more money."

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, the group arrived at the yacht marina. Dozens of yachts of various sizes, white, blue, and silver-gray, were moored at the marina, shimmering in the sunlight. A middle-aged man in a suit was already waiting at the entrance, and upon seeing Chen Siyao and her group, he quickly came forward to greet them.

Chen Siyao was preparing to choose a yacht to rent for a sea trip when a middle-aged man in a suit walked over from a distance.

"Hello Ms. Chen, I am Zhou, the general manager of Ying's Yacht Company. Young Master Ying has already given instructions; we will handle all your yacht services in Shanghai."

Chen Siyao was both amused and exasperated. "Your Young Master Ying really knows how to arrange things." Chen Siyao couldn't resist glancing at her brother.

Seeing his sister's plea for help, Chen Hao patted her head and said, "Yaoyao, you'll encounter these things all the time. Don't worry about these small favors; just do what you feel like doing."

Chen Siyao reluctantly accepted the offer and asked Manager Zhou to lead the way.