Sun Mochen looked at me aggrievedly and asked in a small voice, "Big Brother Xia... did you ask me that because you thought Zhang Yiyuan had defiled me?"
I could barely hear her whisper. After finally making sense of it, I was struck speechless for quite a while before saying, "I wouldn't think that way, all right?"
Only then did Sun Mochen seem to feel a little better. Then she transmitted in an even softer voice, "Mochen... even if I die, I'll still leave my pure body... for Big Brother Xia..."
"Enough!" It seemed Xue Qingcheng had already heard the whispered conversation between us. She glared at me furiously and waved her sleeve. "If you want to flirt, go somewhere secluded. Purple Nether Pavilion is no place for shamelessness!"
"Hey, that's not reasonable at all. We were using secret voice transmission, and you were essentially eavesdropping." I couldn't help muttering through voice transmission. Only then did Xue Qingcheng notice that quite a few disciples nearby were staring over at us in confusion.
Sun Mochen froze for a moment, her face filled with embarrassment. Yet since she had indeed been eavesdropped on, she also felt somewhat in the wrong. Her face flushed bright red, and in the end she simply covered it with both hands.
Xue Qingcheng probably hadn't even noticed herself. In her concern and confusion, she had already intruded into our voice transmission. If she hadn't said anything, it would have been fine—I might at most have vaguely sensed something, while Sun Mochen probably wouldn't have noticed at all. But by saying it aloud, she had practically admitted to eavesdropping. Thus, she also found herself caught between a rock and a hard place. She could only leave Sun Mochen and me behind while awkwardly leading the elders and disciples