Tribulation of All Races

"Father!"

Jiang Ziyu threw himself into Jiang Changsheng's arms and called out obediently.

Even though he was only two years old, his mentality was quite mature, and his speech was similar to a six to seven-year-old child.

Jiang Changsheng hugged him and smiled.

Looking at the young Jiang Ziyu, he thought of Jiang Ziyu in his earlier years. After so many years, things had changed a lot.

In the past, due to the pressure of the Mahayana Dragon Tower, he could not face Jiang Ziyu with his true identity. Right now, he was the strongest person in Great Jing and might even be the number one in the world. He could make up for his previous regrets and the regrets in Jiang Ziyu's childhood.

Mu Lingluo walked to his side and sat down. She asked, "When can Ziyu train?"

Jiang Ziyu shouted, "I want to train!"

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Then let's start now."