Although Princess You Xue was gone, Wu Yu was still the center of attention.

Their joy of becoming dark north soldiers had been diluted by half thanks to Wu Yu. Especially those who did not know Wu Yu's status and ability - they felt humiliation and resentment.

To think that they had spent so many years working hard, while this Yan Huang tribesman had not even passed a test.

This huge difference was hard to bear for them.

Above, a few centurions stood. Black Skeleton casually assigned them. Of these 300, there were good and bad ones, but the military was just like that. If one was competent, then they might eventually rise above the centurion, and some would not be useful to the centurion. Therefore, they hoped for obedient, law-abiding ones.

For example, some of them knew of Wu Yu's ability. If Wu Yu entered their detail, how could they possibly control him?

Therefore, the centurions were all praying that Wu Yu would not come to their command, or there would be endless trouble for them.

Black Skeleton acted decisively.

"Liu Qing, with centurion...