"Uncle is not a bad person." He blinked and said with a smile, then he asked: "Uncle, we are going to Hundred Rivers City. Where are you going?"
"Not a bad person? Hahahahaha! Now that's new!" The devilry cultivator glanced at Feng Ye, then he raised his head and laughed: "I've lived for most of my life, and this is the first time someone has said that I am not a bad person."
With a smile on his face, he looked at the little rascal who had taken out a fruit from his sleeve and started eating it. He said: "Little rascal, you don't know what a devilry cultivator is?"
Feng Ye shook his head while he ate his fruit. He took out another fruit from his sleeve and handed it to him: "Uncle, please eat a fruit."
The devilry cultivator squinted and glanced at him, then he pushed the fruit in the Feng Ye's hand to the floor with a wave of his hand: "Little rascal, since you don't know what a devilry cultivator is, then this devil doesn't mind letting you know."
