"Ten it is, then!" Tang Changsheng sighed with theatrical reluctance. "A pardon Talisman from my sect isn't so easy to obtain!"
Clerk Li laughed. "Rest assured, Master Tang. I truly can't give you any more soldiers from the Foot Soldier Corps, but I'll make it up to you elsewhere... Here are the command Tokens!"
With that, he handed Tang Changsheng three Tokens.
The Foot Soldier Corps was organized in Shi-Wu Formations. These ten soldiers made up one squad of ten, which could be divided into two squads of five.
With the Tokens, commanding the Foot Soldier Corps would be much easier!
Tang Changsheng took a Token and followed Clerk Li's instructions. A faint red glow shone from it, and the Foot Soldier Corps responded at once, drawn straight into the Token.
He hadn't expected the Token to count as a Magical Artifact! That made things far more convenient. Otherwise, walking around with the Foot Soldier Corps in tow would be far too conspicuous.
Seeing Tang Changsheng's satisfaction, Clerk Li smiled and led him out.
The Ghost Officials outside were all quick on the uptake. Seeing smiles in both Tang Changsheng's and Clerk Li's eyes, they knew the matter had been settled.
The Ghost Officials brightened. They exchanged glances, urged Tang Changsheng to drink with them, and grew even friendlier—almost fawning!
To put it bluntly, their lives were now in Tang Changsheng's hands.
If they knew he was deceiving them, they might be so furious they would wish they could die all over again!
Tang Changsheng smiled. "It's getting late, so let's skip the wine. Brothers, bring out whatever treasures you have. Otherwise, I'll have a hard time explaining myself to my master when I get back!"
The Ghost Officials all burst into obliging laughter, as though he had said something