It’s immeasurable. I still don’t recommend pushing such a person into a hurry. Even if he has no interest in the empire, I believe he will also have no interest in Wuhun Palace. After all, the conditions we offer him are no worse than those of Wuhun Palace.”

Xue Qinghe continued.

Ebo just followed the other party, not much.

training ground.

"Instructor!"

When everyone saw Ye Feng coming back, they all greeted him.

"Why aren't you training anymore? What are you doing standing here?"

When Ye Feng saw them standing in front of the training ground, he suddenly had a confused look in his eyes.

"This is the instructor of Tiandou Royal Academy, I am Salas."

I saw a thin old man with white hair walking out from behind the crowd.

The other party was wearing a white robe and had sharp bones.

"Hey, it turns out to be Salas, the platinum bishop of the Wuhun Palace. I wonder what the reason for this bishop coming to the training ground of our academy team is?"

After Ye Feng saw Salas, he asked with a faint smile.

"I want to talk to you."

Salas said.

"Talk? Is there anything to talk about between us?"

Ye Feng didn't want to offend him at all.

After all, this so-called Platinum Bishop is just a Contra.

He didn't take it seriously at all.

So why should he talk to the other party if the other party wants to talk to him?

Especially with such a condescending look.

"Do you know that I represent Wuhun Palace, and our Pope is very interested in you."

Salas looked at Ye Feng.

Suddenly a surge of soul pressure surged.

It swept directly in the direction of Ye Feng.

"But I'm not interested in her!"

Seeing Salas's arrogant attitude and unreasonable release of soul pressure, Ye Feng immediately counterattacked.

I saw that the soul power in his body was quickly released.

"boom--"

Soul collision.

Then it exploded instantly.

Salas took several steps back!

His face also became extremely ugly.

…
Chapter completed!