No matter how beautiful or grotesque the original form of spirits is, each has an anthropomorphic form.
That is why Shen Yuan wasn't shocked when he saw a bashful, beautiful sister in a bright red cheongsam suddenly appear out of thin air. He remained unfazed at the otherworldly sight of bright jewel-like scales on the cheeks of the lady.
For him, it was as rare as a crack on a sidewalk.
It was enough to look at it once and then gloss over it.
However, for the others in the room, they couldn't stand unbothered.
Chairman Mao's eyes bulged, looking like a squashed bullfrog. He's probably crushed by the fact that he, a person far from the kind and righteous person that Qilins only associate themselves, successfully made the mysterious Qilin appear in one take.
