Su Bai was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know how to answer Teng Fei's question.

The princes of such giant sects have always been extremely arrogant and arrogant.

Teng Fei, the young master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, was the first prince he had ever met who was so calm.

Come to think of it, Teng Fei's question is not unreasonable. The two of them really have no grudges.

Moreover, in Su Bai's view, this approach was against the harmony of nature, but it was indeed a normal thing in the Eternal Continent and had been like this for thousands of years.

"I am not your enemy, but I feel pity for my brother and sister because they are so miserable."

Su Bai said lightly.

"snort!"

Teng Fei said coldly.

He looked at the purple sword in Su Bai's hand and said, "Are you a Taoist?"

Su Bai shook his head, denied it, and said, "I am neither a Taoist nor a demon cultivator."

"If brother is willing to sell me this thin noodles, I will definitely be rewarded one day."

Su Bai said.

Teng Fei did not answer directly, but looked Su Bai up and down.

Su Bai's cultivation level is indeed not high, but he just defeated Qing Qiong with one sword, and chopped all his subordinates to pieces with another sword.

This was really unbelievable, and he couldn't sense the slightest aura of a monk or the aura of a demon cultivator from Su Bai. It was really weird.

"May I ask your surname, brother?"

Teng Fei asked.

"Su Bai!"

"Okay, in that case, I will sell Brother Su a thin noodle."

Teng Fei was quite cheerful and agreed immediately, then let the man and woman go.

"Thank you, Brother Teng."

Su Bai clasped his hands into fists.
Chapter completed!