Everyone on the deck of the Cloud Ship suddenly quieted down.
The old man in the gray robe was silent. His expression was collected, and no one could figure out whether he was angry or happy.
Of course, he felt burning anger in his heart. The Drunken Fairy Building had never experienced such treatment. Although he was angry, he didn't dare to lash out.
A Sword God!
The mysterious woman was very likely to be a Sword God. If she was a Sword God, then the Drunken Fairy Building couldn't provoke her.
If the Drunken Fairy Building concentrated all their available forces, it could evenly match with a Sword God. But it was only an even match. Who knew whether the Sword God had any friends or not? Or, did she know some great forces?
Even if she had no friends or powers behind her, she
