The woman in the black dress's gaze swept over the people in the square. "From top to bottom, not a single one of you is decent! I will be sure to give my sect a truthful report of this!"
"HAHAHAHA, little girl, you're far too naive." The middle-aged man roared with laughter, looking at the woman in the black dress with a mocking expression. "Not one decent person from top to bottom? Tsk, tsk, you're so pure. Do you really think your sect… is so clean?"
"That's right. My sect has its share of corrupt people, but it's nothing like this place... like this..." The woman in the black dress trailed off, at a loss for words. It wasn't that she didn't know what to say; it was that she, a pure and chaste maiden, couldn't bring herself to say the word "debauchery"!
