Faced with Jia Xiu's accusation, the young priest visibly panicked.
He was indeed one of the team members responsible for operating the Eye of Detection today and monitoring the others.
But he had always diligently done his job as the "hall monitor." Though he had indeed intended to find faults with others so they would be eliminated, ultimately giving the female sorceress in his group the best possible chance of gaining the Mother Goddess's favor, he had merely monitored them a little too carefully and harshly.
He had already discussed it with that female sorceress. As long as he helped her receive the blessing, she would protect him properly.
But that did not mean he would abuse his position to peep on others—especially not a Cleric.
Was he that bored, or had he lost all will to survive?
Even worse, the charge of peeping was not only an insult to his character, but an insult to his taste!
Everyone wore black robes. What was there to peep at? What could he even see? Did the Eye of Detection have X-ray vision? Besides, that Cleric Samantha was not even attractive.
Her forehead protruded, her cheekbones stood high, her nose was big, her eyes were small, and her face looked vicious and aggressive. Her complexion was so pale she barely looked alive. How desperate would someone have to be, how peculiar their tastes, to choose to peep on Cleric Samantha?
Hypothetically—hypothetically—if he really wanted to peep, could he not look at someone better?
The poor male priest was so stunned by the sudden accusation that countless thoughts flew wildly through his mind. He wanted to punch this so-called Cleric Samantha in the face, but the last remnants of his reason kept him from throwing that punch.
Beating up a Cleric on the