"Lord Bog Camp, what if Richard doesn't manage to get the laurel?" Helen asked curiously.
"There's little chance of that, is there?" the White Tiger priest was taken aback, smacking his lips before adding, "But then again... among the young priests of the Rhine Tribe, there are indeed some young talents…"
You guys! You've forgotten about Lord Mourinho! Liu Shock sighed deeply in his heart.
"To be honest, before coming to Feilengcui, although Lord Richard was a Dragon Priest and a Puppet Master, I still harbored some doubts," said the White Tiger priest with a chuckle, "But after seeing Lord Richard in person, my doubts were dispelled."
Even though Liu Shock knew these were polite remarks, he still felt a wave of vanity; this superficial expression was clearly evident on his face, provoking a round of secret laughter from the Medusa priests nearby.
