"What Netherworld Sect?" Cameron was taken aback.
"You're still refusing to admit it?" The Holy Maiden's eyes reflected an astonishing coldness as she stared at Cameron with disgust.
"You bunch of shady rats. You're indeed only capable of petty thievery! How dare you attempt to sabotage our Ten Great Clans' ceremony and destroy our clan's fortunes in this manner?"
"Sabotage the ceremony? Destroy fortunes?" Cameron frowned.
Setting aside the fact that he wasn't even a member of this Netherworld Sect, how did merely glimpsing her face amount to sabotaging a ceremony and destroying fortunes?
Was the Holy Maiden's visage so sacred that even a glance was forbidden? Did looking once constitute blasphemy?
"Are you still pretending to be clueless at this point?" The Holy Maiden's beautiful eyes grew colder as she looked at Cameron's seemingly feigned innocence.
This scoundrel was just like those shady rats from the Netherworld Sect—daring to act but not admit to it.
"Pretending? Miss,