The Fickleness of Human Nature

Upon hearing that sentence, everyone was in silence as they looked at each other, at a loss for words. Although some of them didn't want to admit it, they had to admit that he was right.

"I'm not a person from your tribe, and I'm definitely not a suitable person to manage the tribe. It's not good for an outsider to get involved in the management of your group." Gao Peng waved his hand and refused.

Who knew that the Saint-tier monster trainers of Li Tribe would be furious. "Your Excellency, what do you think of the Li Tribe? How would we do such a thing against our oath or return kindness with ingratitude? If there's such a heartless man, we'll definitely discipline him!"

"I don't have the ability, and if I were the king of your tribe, the future of these millions of people would be in my hands. I would be in a state of panic." Gao Peng sighed. "Forget it; all of you better look for another king who has the ability and talent."