Chapter 63
Looking down from the vip room, Wu Yan instantly had a sense of how it feels to be the elite, the one at the top. (Tl: 会当凌绝顶, 一览众山小, part of a poem by du fu 《望岳》 or mountain gazing, describing how the poet felt after climbing up the mountain and feeling like the biggest bada.s.s around town after overcoming the hards.h.i.+p of climbing, how small the surrounding mountain ridges looked like in comparison to him standing at the top, basically how posh it feels to be at the top)