Although Meng Han cursed and grumbled aloud, the reply he wrote was full of praise for Kadun's plan. He declared outright that Prince Kadun truly had the makings of an enlightened ruler, that the Demon God Emperor's throne ought to be his. They refused to accept the current empress; Kadun was the only one they would acknowledge.
In the letter, he also painted himself as an insatiably greedy gambler, hoping Kadun could lead him to win big, bigger than ever, and restore the Meng Tribe's glory!
After finishing the letter, Meng Han read it through again. His own wording raised goosebumps all over him. It was far too nauseating, far too shamelessly fawning.
To pour a little more oil on the fire-pah, rather, to give Kadun a little more encouragement.
Meng Han also enclosed a detailed plan for how the Meng Tribe's army would intercept the various forces coming to defend the throne.
Look, Kadun, the Meng Tribe is working for you with complete sincerity!
You'd better show some spirit. Look sharp, don't lose face, and stand tall!
Of course, a plan was a plan.
As for getting the Meng Tribe to send out troops, that was never going to happen!
Still, coming up with a plan that looked convincing, one that made it seem the Meng Tribe really intended to deploy troops...
Had cost Meng Han quite a few brain cells. That counted as doing his part.
Thinking of it that way, Meng Han instantly felt much less guilty about screwing Kadun over like this.
Kadun, don't disappoint me!
If you really succeed, our chance will come!
Originally, he had hoped the humans in the Far East would deal the Senea Clan a crippling blow. Even if they could not devastate its strength, they could at least cost it