Mr. Wu nodded: "All of them, give them all."

Li Ren clasped his fists: "Thank you, sir."

Mr. Wu said: "I should thank you."

Li Ren said: "In addition to weapons, armor and weapons, we also need wine. A full meal before going to war requires meat."

Mr. Wu nodded again: "I'll make arrangements."

Li Ren looked back at his tribe and asked, "Do you have anything you want? The lord said he would give it to him if he could."

Everyone spoke, some wanted a hidden weapon and dart, some wanted a large bow of at least three stones, and some wanted a chain and flying claw.

As long as Mr. Wu can satisfy him one by one.

After they were all ready, it was almost dark. Mr. Wu looked at the 240 disciples of the Holy Sword Sect, and after a moment of silence, he said, "From today, you will no longer be disciples of the Holy Sword Sect."

Li Ren clasped his fists: "Don't worry, sir, we will forget the identity of this Holy Knife Sect."

Mr. Wu saw everyone again. These 240 men were all so powerful and powerful.

Two hundred and forty people stood here, everyone with a ring-headed sword behind their backs. This neat and solemn momentum seemed to be only tens of thousands of troops.

Mr. Wu said: "Since they are not disciples of the Holy Sword Sect, Li Ren, you are the leader of this team, please give your team a name."

Li Ren looked back at his tribe members, and suddenly his mind lit up.
Chapter completed!