Zhang Tie was in a relatively remote place in the banquet hall. He was far from people's attention. This also favored his current identity. Zhang Tie was listening to music and drinking alone. Watching people accessing to the gate, he just enjoyed himself. Those personal attendants of the other chief priests who came in with Zhang Tie were either in a group of two or three in the far or went somewhere boisterous. None of them came here to invite Zhang Tie or would like to make friends with him.