A strange smile appeared on Xu Yi's face: "Everyone, this throne of my king is just a false position, has no power or power, and has also provoked many powerful enemies. How can you be so uneasy that you want to get on my pirate ship?"

Some people hesitated, but some people looked firm: "We swear to follow the King of Southern Xinjiang to the death!"

"Have you ever been on the battlefield?" Xu Yi asked.

Everyone shook their heads.

"Have you ever entered the court as a minister?"

Everyone shook their heads again.

"Is Zeng Xingshang or anyone who can help me with the talent?"

There was a dead silence.

Xu Yi laughed and clapped his hands, "Nothing? OK! I just lack talents like you!"

Everyone was stunned.

What does the Southern King need waste that can't do anything?

Everyone's faces were full of entanglement.

Do you admit that you are a waste?

If you don’t admit it, you will not be able to enter the Southern Xinjiang Palace.

If you can admit it... it's so shameful!

"I am a waste! The King of Southern Xinjiang Please accept me!"

Suddenly someone spoke.

"I'm a waste too!"

"King of Southern Xinjiang, I am more useless than them!"

"I am the wasteful one, don't snatch it from me!"

Someone took the lead, and for a moment, outside the Southern Xinjiang Palace, there were endless voices of "I am a waste".
Chapter completed!