The man in the big cloak said loudly.
Beside him stood another man, dressed in tight clothes and with disheveled hair, holding a sword and staring intently at Gu Ji.
Yet Gu Ji ignored his gaze, responding only to the big cloak man.
"Exactly."
The man chuckled and probed, "May I ask if the Sword God is in Yun Gui?"
Gu Ji calmly shook his head:
"Maybe here, or maybe not. My master's whereabouts are elusive, naturally, I do not know."
"Perhaps the master is in this Yuelai Inn, but if he does not wish you to know, you will never realize it."
Upon hearing this, the martial arts masters from the Western Regions felt a jolt of discomfort.
Even the domineering man felt uneasy.
They did not believe Gu Ji was exaggerating.
After all, what level of skill the current Sword God possessed was difficult for outsiders to know.
However, the domineering man was not an easy mark.
Aware that Gu Ji's words were more of a scare, it was unlikely that the person was here.
He chuckled: