Back in the Clover hall, the man standing at the center of the stage, who Jia presumed to be the leader of this cult, started the gathering with disappointing news.
"Unfortunately, I have heartbreaking news to share. You may not be aware of this but recently a young teen girl, who was the daughter of one of the troubled couples here, lost her way. Despite the teachings, she went ahead and hurt her parents."
The silence that brewed in the air was visibly shaken a little.
Jia focused on the man's voice and thought that she might be able to figure something out, but he was clearly using a voice changer.
Not only was his face hiding within the mask but his voice too.
"It's a sad affair really. Her parents are so distraught. Mingling and mixing with boys in this age, having boyfriends…" he released a sigh.
Jia stared at the leader's masked face. He straightaway batted to Ehuang's case. Her fists clenched in response.