The Soul Body of the Puppet Taoist, captured by Ye Mo, trembled slightly upon hearing Ye Mo's chilling voice.
"Regarding what you said about Wang Wei Wu, do you have any evidence against him? Hand it over quickly, and I will grant you a swift end."
In Ye Mo's palm, the Puppet Taoist was crushed into a ball, unable to escape. He struggled desperately, but no matter what, he could not break free from Ye Mo's grasp.
"So you're after evidence against Wang Wei Wu. If I tell you, will you let me go?"
As if grasping the final straw of hope, the Puppet Taoist immediately responded.
"If you speak, you will die. If you don't, you will die wishing for death."
Ye Mo said coldly.
"If you want to know the evidence against Wang Wei Wu, you have to let me go; otherwise, forget about it."
The Puppet Taoist speculated that the other party wanted to obtain evidence against Wang Wei Wu to confront him in the Lost Ghost Clan. Without evidence, they couldn't convict him.
