When Veronica stepped out of the mist, the former priest of the Holy Temple was just as surprised as Brando, he hadn't reacted yet when Lady Qing already remarked to him, "Lord Priest Anman, you really surprise me."
"You as well, Lady Veronica," Anman replied with a sullen face.
"It's truly surprising that Gray Sword Saint Mephisto is associating with the Cruz people," Andessa said coldly, clutching the severed part of her left arm with her right hand, as green blood continuously seeped through her fingers, but she seemed to feel no pain at all, "That stray cur over there, is your hatred for the Cruz people really so shallow?"
Seeing the Gray Sword Saint display not even a trace of an extra expression in the face of such sarcasm, as if he hadn't heard it at all, Brando couldn't help but secretly admire the broad-mindedness and exceptional self-restraint of this Sword Saint lord.
But unexpectedly, this Legendary Sword Saint actually raised his head and asked seriously, "Ah?"
