The atmosphere instantly congealed.
Facing the ghostly gaze and ferocious visage of the Ghost Lantern Sect Master,
Gong Yajun's heart sank, thinking she had been exposed.
Yet, with a smile as radiant as flowers, she conveyed with a voice transmission,
"Sect Master, what do you mean by this? Could it be that you suspect me? Let's not forget that I am the one who convened this great assembly of Demon cultivators. Who doesn't know that my Shadow Moon Tower and the Demon Lord are sworn enemies? How could I possibly be his spy?"
"Indeed, Ghost Lantern Sect Master, you might have misunderstood. I believe in Master Gong. Master Gong has always shunned worldly temptations, remaining pure amongst the filth and has a well-known disdain for men. Rumor has it that she feels nauseated at the sight of men. How could she fall for the Demon Lord? I'd sooner believe you, a man emasculated for heaven's sake, falling for the Demon Lord than believing that Master Gong could."
