Upon hearing Wu Jie's words, Yang Tian suddenly scrutinized the other party seriously.
For some reason, Yang Tian always felt that Wu Jie was absolutely not as simple as he appeared on the surface.
This Wu Jie was deeply concealing his intentions, yet it seemed as if everything had been set up in advance.
"Isn't my suggestion quite good?"
Wu Jie laughed.
"What is your purpose in doing this?"
Yang Tian asked.
"It's simple, by obtaining the Divine Infant, you'll be able to oppose Wu Yingxiong. Once he is dead, I will be the sole heir to the Wu Family!" Wu Jie's expression became cold: "Since birth, I've never been able to hold my head high, always having to be compared to Wu Yingxiong!"
Yang Tian remained silent.
His intuition told him that Wu Jie's motives were not so straightforward.
But if Chiyou truly was refining the Divine Infant, Yang Tian obtaining it would be beneficial with no harm.
"Let's see how things go."
Yang Tian said blandly.
"Then we shall see."
