This woman named Danqing floated in mid-air, just smiling without speaking.
Yang Tian stared intently at Wu Jie, "Wu Jie, is there anything else you haven't told me?"
His intuition told him that this Wu Jie was definitely not as simple as he appeared.
This woman named Danqing was a deacon of the Judgment Institute, of a higher status than Master Tianming, yet Wu Jie knew her and they had both approached Yang Tian's mother?
"Yang Tian, I promised your mother that I wouldn't tell you yet. I just hope you are wary of this woman."
Wu Jie's expression was somewhat somber.
She felt that Danqing had deceived her.
"Wu Jie, there's no need to be so upset. I am a deacon of the Judgment Institute and will naturally act justly. Unless you commit an unpardonable crime, I won't judge you."
Danqing said with a smile.
"Wu Yingxiong is already dead. You want to resurrect him, isn't that a punishment for Yang Tian?"
Wu Jie sneered coldly.
