What did it mean to distinguish between those close to you and those distant from you?
What Ye Zhen was doing right now was exactly that.
The five hall masters of the Five Immortals Sect were all waiting in the side hall to see Ye Zhen. After seeing off the previous group of guests, Ye Zhen only sent someone to invite Su Chilun, the sect master of the Heavenly Luck Sect.
As for the other four sect masters of the Five Immortals Sect, they could wait.
Upon meeting Su Chilun, Ye Zhen solemnly thanked him for his steadfast support during the period when Ye Zhen had met with trouble. It was that support which had kept North Sea from suffering catastrophic losses that Ye Zhen could not bear to witness.
After thanking him, Ye Zhen was in no hurry to see the other sect masters of the Five Immortals Sect. Instead, he served tea and refreshments and began drinking with Su Chilun, the grand sect master of the Heavenly Luck Sect.
"Marshal Ye, you're putting this old man over a fire to roast," Su Chilun said with a wry smile. He understood Ye Zhen's hospitality, but his face was full of bitterness. "The five of us are fellow disciples, after all. Now that Marshal Ye has seen only this old man while leaving the other four out in the cold, I fear this old man will have a hard time within the sect from now on!"
Ye Zhen handed Su Chilun a cup of wine. "Elder Su, are you saying that I should treat all five branches of the Five Immortals Sect equally?"
Su Chilun drained the wine Ye Zhen had handed him in one swallow. He looked at Ye Zhen but did not answer.
Ye Zhen personally took up