Li Chen said it very clearly and bluntly. Jae Wang is just old and does not have Alzheimer's disease, so he chose to remain silent wisely and did not have any conflicts with His Royal Highness on this topic.

"Master, have you brought me the person I want?" Li Chen asked.

Jie Forgetting sang the Buddha's name and said, "Your Highness, the total number of monks who have officially converted to Shaolin in the north and south is less than 3,000, so it is not that Shaolin is unwilling, but that he really does not have the ability to meet the requirements of his Highness. However, there are 800 monks who can make a move to the capital in the shortest time as long as your Highness gives orders."

Li Chen raised his eyebrows and said lukewarmly: "What I want is three thousand people, but the master brought 800 people, and he said it was good news?"

Jie Wang immediately explained: "Your Highness, although Shaolin is a thousand-year-old temple, monks are divided into civil and military affairs. Not every monk is a monk. The monk is not the mainstream in the temple, but is only responsible for protecting the safety of the temple. What's more, under the high pressure of the court, if Shaolin could really bring out three thousand monks, he would have caused the family destruction long ago."

"Therefore, the Shaolin of the North and South have always controlled no more than a thousand monks for many years, and the rest are just learning some skills to strengthen the body and have no actual ability to fight."

"This is not difficult to check. If Your Highness doesn't believe it, you can find out if you send someone to check it out."

Li Chen didn't answer the conversation.

Li Chen had known that Shaolin Temple could not produce so many people.

But this kind of thing is like bargaining in a transaction. You must give it a high enough attitude when you start, so that you can leave enough room when you cut back.

If you honestly say as much as you can on the ground, then there will be no room for maneuver.

With a finger tapped on the table, Li Chen said, "There are really fewer than eight hundred people. Why not be a master, you are a worshiper in the Eastern Palace? You can only win the hosts."

A top expert in the Land Fairyland, the combat power ceiling that is already known in this world, if you can pull Jie Wang to his side as a bodyguard, then Li Chen thinks this business is worthwhile.

But I didn't want to shake my head immediately when facing this request.

"It's not that I don't want it, but that human power is not as good as God's destiny."

Jiewang looked at Li Chen and said slowly: "Your Highness, I have not had much time to go away. Even if I want to agree to you, I can no longer serve you."

When Li Chen heard this, his first reaction was that he did not believe it.

Avoid forgetting to live for more than a hundred years and not having enough time to come before yourself?

Li Chen frowned his eyebrows, his face full of distrust.

Jie Wang smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness has not practiced martial arts, so it is normal that you can't tell. It's better for Your Highness to call the woman from the White Lotus Sect, and she will know it at a glance."

"The previous quarrel was also because she wanted to test the poor monk. If not, how could she provoke the verdict even though she knew she was not the opponent of the verdict?"

Li Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The master is a monk who has attained enlightenment and naturally does not lie, so there is no need to verify it."

Li Chen said in a deep voice: "How much time does the master have?"

Jie Wang smiled and said, "It won't last a month at most."
Chapter completed!