blenderwars Chapter 458: Gift
Chapter 458: Gift
As soon as Hoduo finished speaking.
Guo Jing paused.
Huang Rong’s expression slightly changed, her heart tightened, and she couldn’t help but stare intently at Ding Ling, fearing that Ding Ling would agree.
The fact is, the court of Great Song is also corrupt.
They clearly know how capable Ding Ling is, and even Lü Wende has petitioned the court, but no one has rewarded Ding Ling. If Ding Ling, for the sake of becoming National Preceptor, defects to Mongolia at this moment.
Then Great Song is most likely finished!
Thinking of this.
Huang Rong couldn’t help but feel a bit indignant; she was heartbroken and angry at the inaction of the current government!
If they had acted swiftly, got ahead of Mongolia, and appointed Ding Ling as the National Preceptor of Great Song, there wouldn’t be so much trouble now?!
Even Huang Rong and Guo Jing were like this.
Zhu Ziliu, Luu Youjiao, and the others all had their expressions changed, and in an instant, the atmosphere in the hall seemed to freeze.
It was at this moment.
Some of the Martial Arts heroes who didn’t feel much started to deeply realize the importance of Ding Ling today. You could say that Ding Ling was enough to be the last straw to break Great Song!
If he sided with Mongolia, Mongolia would undoubtedly win, and Great Song would be doomed!
If he sided with Great Song, it would also be no easy feat for Mongolia to claim victory!
Ding Ling’s presence was like a weight; whichever side he fell on, that side’s status, dawn, and hope would increase substantially!
Everyone was looking at Ding Ling.
Including Hoduo, but compared to Huang Rong and the others, he was very confident, not expecting Ding Ling would refuse such lucrative conditions.
Ding Ling had been a Prince in the Three Kingdoms era, how could a mere National Preceptor tempt him?
He didn’t even raise his eyebrows, calmly saying:
"Would your Mongolian Great Khan and Princes be so kind-hearted? Aren’t they eager to see me dead?"
He stood tall, Divine Skill operating on its own, a highly oppressive aura rolled towards Hoduo like a mighty wave.
Hoduo’s breath hitched, his face changed drastically, and he couldn’t help but step back three feet, looking at Ding Ling with vigilance and hidden awe, saying:
"I’ve come with genuine sincerity, and I hope Hero Ding won’t doubt that."
He clapped his hands.
Immediately, three or four robust men carried several wooden chests inside.
Bang!
The chests were opened by the strong men.
The golden gleam was so dazzling that it almost blinded everyone in the hall.
"These gold are just a small token. To show our respect and regard for you, Hero Ding!"
The gold must have weighed in at ten thousand taels.
Slam!
Hoduo clapped again.
Another tall man carried a wooden chest inside, opened it, and inside were precious medicines aged hundreds of years!
Slam!
Clapped once more.
A pair of extremely beautiful young girls, who looked exactly alike, walked in and made a courtesy bow to Ding Ling.
"Hero Ding. These hundreds of rare medicines and this pair of the most charming flowers of the grasslands are also gifts from our Great Khan to you. We hope you will accept them."
Hoduo smiled gently, scanning the room with ease, seeing Huang Rong and her group looking extremely serious, felt smug, and couldn’t help but say:
"The respect our Great Khan has for you, Hero Ding, if not as boundless as the river’s flow, is certainly not far off. Hero Ding, the fame you gained at the Battle of Xiangyang has already spread throughout Mongolia. We all hold deep respect and awe for you. This time, we’ve come sincerely in hopes that Hero Ding will join our Mongolian side."
He said solemnly:
"Please rest assured, Hero Ding, we have absolutely no false words this time!"
Though Ding Ling didn’t understand fully, upon thinking about Hoduo’s words, they made some sense. If the Battle of Xiangyang wasn’t enough to intimidate Kublai and the rest, it would indeed be quite incomprehensible.
But he had previously promised Hong Qigong and Guo Jing to guard Xiangyang for them.
Now, asking him to break that promise and switch to Mongolia’s side.
He couldn’t do it.
Towards the enemy, Ding Ling had no qualms about not keeping promises. But towards his own people, towards people worthy of respect, he tried his best to keep his word.
Furthermore.
Kublai had issued a Death Order against him; though not known to all, the word had already spread across the Ten Directions Realm through the mouths of players, and Kublai had never denied it from start to end.
It showed the depth of the murderous intent towards him! The intensity of the killing intent!
The sudden dispatch of Hoduo to entice him with benefits made it hard to say there wouldn’t be any trap. Perhaps he might agree to become National Preceptor, only to be manipulated and suppressed by Kublai and his people right after.
How could they suppress him?
Ding Ling didn’t know, but the fact that he had slaughtered and inflicted heavy casualties on Mongolia, causing them great loss, was an undeniable fact.
What kind of trap would Kublai set for him?
Ding Ling couldn’t guess, nor did he care to guess.
Previously, when he set fire to Shaolin Temple, he was completely wrong in his judgment. If asked to guess this time, he would probably get it wrong again.
After all, the human heart is unpredictable, and Ding Ling wasn’t a tapeworm in other people’s stomachs, it was tough to know how others were plotting without meeting them. If he could meet Hoduo, through Observing People Skill and more, Ding Ling might be able to see some clues, but he couldn’t do it now.
However, through observing Hoduo’s subtle expressions, Ding Ling could broadly gauge that this matter was definitely related to enticement and conspiracy; if he couldn’t figure it out, he would capture Hoduo and interrogate him thoroughly.
Thinking of this.
Ding Ling was about to say a few words when, on the other side, Huang Rong saw Ding Ling remaining silent, her heart involuntarily raised to her throat; at this moment, she couldn’t endure it anymore, stood up, and said:
"Hoduo. Hero Ding is our Great Song’s Hero Ding, do you think you can entice Hero Ding with these beauties, gold, and medicines?!"
She looked towards Ding Ling:
"Hero Ding, please rest assured. I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation, and will absolutely not let you suffer a loss."
Ding Ling raised his eyebrows, not understanding what Huang Rong meant, but then thought that Huang Rong had indeed been very accommodating to him recently, several times reminding Lü Wende to send him gifts.
Lü Wende’s medicines and Secret Manuals had almost been emptied by him.
Huang Rong herself also did her utmost to win him over, giving him all she could give.
Now, saying this, it goes without saying that she must be ready to speak to the Great Song Court about it!
Thinking of this.
Ding Ling nodded secretly, thinking if the Great Song Court supplied him wholeheartedly, he might soon reach the pinnacle level of this world.
Individual power, family power,
Ultimately cannot compare with the power of a nation.
"Leader Huang."
Hoduo frowned, dissatisfied:
"This is a matter between Hero Ding and me, not for you to interfere!"
He looked sincerely at Ding Ling:
"Hero Ding, our Great Khan’s affection for you, as sincere as the sun and moon bear witness, and the heaven and earth can attest! There’s absolutely no falsehood. The hope for you to become our Mongolian National Preceptor is known throughout the country, with absolutely no deceit or empty words! I hope Hero Ding you can comprehend!"
"Ding Ling..."
Guo Jing couldn’t hold back anymore: "The ambition of the Mongolian wolves is well known, if you agree, you’ll fall right into their trap. Please reconsider."