Su Xue's heart fluttered for a moment, then she clenched her fists, maintaining a calm demeanor as she stared at the unfriendly reporter.
"What are you trying to say?"
The reporter pushed up his glasses with a smirk that was far from good-natured.
"If those present don't believe me, they can take the two audio clips to a professional for analysis or download sound analysis software from the internet to test them. So, what I'm trying to say is, you claim to be the floral demon, but your voice is worlds apart from the floral demon. You're an impostor, aren't you?"
In truth, it was impossible to distinguish between Su Xue's voice and the "floral demon's" voice.
After all, by listening to the voices alone, they really sounded alike.
So nobody questioned this issue.
But now the reporter boldly made the accusation, he must have had conclusive evidence.
