C1879 Chief of the povan realm!

Ling Jian didn't even know what it felt like to be splashed with a bucket of cold water in the middle of a winter day, because he was an Ancestral Immortal, and one that was at a relatively high level. There was simply no such thing as a pot of cold water in the middle of a winter day.

But at this moment, after hearing Jiang Luo's words