The ordinary guests watched with rapt attention, without the slightest disdain, because they knew nothing of Zhong Shan's background! But anyone who could become Ying's honored guest absolutely could not be an ordinary person. He had to be powerful, just like Lan and his subordinates earlier.
Each of them was filled with anticipation. Perhaps this was the most genuine state of mind: seeing a mountain as a mountain, and seeing water as water.
Sun Shen, however, had learned the strength of Zhong Shan's group from Bodhi Founder. Not a single one of them was an Ancestral Immortal; the weakest was only a Heavenly Immortal. This group of people? Putting on a show! Sun Shen sneered as he saw through the essence: the so-called state of seeing a mountain as not a mountain, and water as not water.
As for Ying, if he did not think highly of Zhong Shan, how could he have made Zhong Shan an honored guest? Ying had long since stopped looking at Zhong Shan's cultivation and had directly seen Zhong Shan's abilities instead. Ying thought highly of Zhong Shan. Even if he was only a Great Immortal now—even if Zhong Shan were merely a Heavenly Immortal—Ying would still think highly of him. What he valued was not Zhong Shan's strength, but Zhong Shan himself. This was the so-called state of seeing a mountain as a mountain once more, and water as water once more.
From this, the difference in the guests' vision was also apparent.
Zhong Shan had his subordinates take them first, and everyone naturally obeyed. Hao Meili moved the fastest. Seeing this, Corpse Mister and Luo Xingchen no longer competed to go first.
Hao Meili reached out and grabbed.
"Whoosh!"
She failed to catch it the first time.
"Heh!" Sun Shen sneered from not