"Grandson Qingsang, greets Grandfather." Yan Qingsang stood before his grandfather with an easygoing demeanor, exuding casualness.
Elder Yan Wanjun looked at his direct grandson and secretly sighed. He had two sons—one with mediocre talent, the other imprisoned in the Boundless Prison.
Now, he only had this direct grandson. Due to his excessive spoiling, it was inevitable that Qingsang lacked adaptability and remained somewhat immature in his actions.
However, this time at the Ancient Jade Congregation, his grandson had finally brought him some honor.
"Qingsang, you've given this old duke a lot of face this time. Those family members who badmouth you—just like dogs biting hedgehogs—they can't find a spot to bite, hahaha."
As Yan Wanjun spoke, a smirk of pride appeared on his face. On this trip to the Eternal Divine Kingdom of the Myriad Abyss Island, he had fought hard to secure a spot for Qingsang.
