Ding Ling asked Hua Tuo to wait with a few horses and some supplies in the dense forest a dozen miles outside Wan City.
Hua Tuo had no objection.
This journey into the dragon's lair and tiger's den.
He himself would be a burden if he went. He understood this well, and simply urged Ding Ling to hurry back and stay safe.
As Ding Ling learned the Qingnang Scripture.
Hua Tuo became increasingly amiable towards Ding Ling! Closer! More appreciative!
Others could clearly see this.
Ding Ling was naturally no exception either.
After exchanging a few words with Hua Tuo.
Ding Ling and Zhao Yun, together with Yuan Yao, galloped straight towards Wan City.
Yuan Yao's mount was naturally his own.
It was a fine horse from Da Wan.
No less impressive than the mounts of Houcheng and Wei Xu.
But Ding Ling already had enough mounts, so he did not take his.
Clop-clop-clop!
The hooves pounded the earth, the clop-clop sounded resonating in all directions, while dust flew.
