Upon seeing Chen Dengming sizing up the loose cultivators, Hou Wanzong chuckled, "Ah? Brother Chen, are you really interested in these bumpkins?"
He casually spoke and treated Chen Dengming with modesty and respect. Yet, his arrogance and disdain towards the group of loose cultivators were apparent.
Chen Dengming inwardly shook his head, showing no response on his face. He had grown accustomed to this chain of contempt.
Loose cultivators look down on mortals, established loose cultivators despise the struggling ones, clan cultivators look down on established loose cultivators, sect cultivators look down on clan cultivators, and finally, cultivators from grand sects look down on cultivators from minor sects...
Down this chain of contempt, ordinary loose cultivators do have it tough.
He somehow ended up at the top of the chain, yet he still stayed true to himself, not wanting to despise anyone, including mortals.
