"Palace Supervisor, you…" Pyreus spat, almost desperate.
The Palace Supervisor stepped forward and said in a solemn tone, "Darian, no one has ever taken the test at your cultivation level before, and your ranking is above everyone else's. Even if cheating in the final test is supposedly impossible, forget the people here—even if the Sect Leader came personally, he would question the results. I'm sure you understand that very well."
Darian looked at her indifferently, as if none of this had anything to do with him.
"Therefore, as the one responsible for overseeing everything, I order you to prove you didn't cheat. You cannot refuse," her brows knit slightly. "Because this is no longer just about the exam results. If you cannot provide proof, not only will you lose your qualification, but you will also be severely punished."
"Palace Supervisor, you, you, you… how could you!" Pyreus's face twisted completely, so red it looked like it might explode.
