Brother Jiang quickly responded modestly.
He knew in his heart that while his Martial Arts talent was decent, today's achievements were more due to having chosen the right master.
"Thanks to Master Chen's guidance, I barely managed to reach the Realm of blood and spirit, becoming a Martial Arts Master."
"Unfortunately, my talent is limited, failing Master Chen."
Chen Sheng, hearing this, slowly raised his hand and lightly patted Jiang Ming's shoulder, without saying much more.
Jiang Ming didn't have the script of a teenage genius.
Rather, he was a late bloomer!
In middle age, he finally awaited the bloom of fortune.
With one glance, Chen Sheng saw that the fortune atop Jiang Ming's head was already like a wave.
At this moment, another figure stepped down from the passenger seat, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
