The Last Immortal Emperor of the Jiang Clan

Jiang Clan, Kunlun.

It was indeed the future.

Jiang Changsheng was wondering why the Jiang Family here was so mediocre. It turned out that it was an outside branch.

As he thought about that, he walked into the hall and saw Jiang Wanjin chatting with a skinny middle-aged man. Jiang Wanjin had a charming smile on his face, and it was hard to conceal the excitement on his face.

"Qian'er, come and call him senior."

When Jiang Wanjin saw Jiang Changsheng, he hastily waved and smiled.

Jiang Changsheng walked over and bowed politely.

The skinny man sized up Jiang Changsheng and smiled in satisfaction. "This kid is not bad. His Blood Qi is stronger than ordinary children. I didn't expect there to be such talent in the lineage left outside."