Relying on meditation to cultivate Dou Qi is a tough job! Lampard thought fiercely.
"With so much 'Thousand-year Jade Bell Milk' left, at least a quarter pint, can we recruit a group of human Dou Qi warriors?" Liu Zhennan thought for a moment and asked Lampard: "Frank, weren't there experts in your former Golden Palm Paladin Corps? How about helping me poach a couple? I'll make them Phantom Beast Knights under your command."
"What a joke!" Lampard stared amusingly at the boss: "You're the Holy Keeper, and Joan of Arc is the Holy Mother. What walls would we need to poach? I could just pull over a bunch of the old subordinates, who would even dare to mess with us?"
"Yes, yes! You're right; how could I forget that I'm still the Holy Keeper! Of course, we also need to support the Sacred Sword Oak Leaf Paladin Corps with some 'Thousand-year Jade Bell Milk'." Liu Zhennan laughed heartily, "Otherwise, the Pope and Cardinals are sure to call me a son of a bitch behind my back."
