The player representatives like Tian Yong and Tuoba Feng swarmed forward, attempting to grasp Ding Ling's arm, but found it impossible to find a position. Ding Ling was completely surrounded by Cao Mengde, Liu Bei, Hann Sui, and other quick-handed lords.
Forget about hands.
There was no space for even legs.
Liu Bei shamelessly hugged Ding Ling's leg directly, and with teary eyes, he choked and sincerely said:
"I, Liu Bei, have waited for so many years, and finally I've found my destined person! Ding Ling, as long as you assist me, this world, the Great Han, this kingdom will be saved.
As a descendant of Zhongshan Jing King, I have the responsibility and obligation to restore this land! You must help me!"
"As long as you are willing to help me."
"I would even kneel down and bow before you!"
"For the sake of this shattered nation, for the countless people suffering from the chaos of war."
"I, Liu Bei, even if I break my head, what does it matter?"
