Everyone fell into a sudden dead silence. Jin Gaochi spoke with difficulty:
"General, this, what is this..."
The old man on the solitary boat sighed, pointed to his wound, and smiled bitterly:
"Why do you think I gave up the position of Left General?"
"I have fought on the battlefield for half my life, even the Great Qin Iron Cavalry has tasted my skills, just over fifty years old at that time. If it were an ordinary old man at home, he would have already been considered old. But for me, ambition was just flourishing, and I desired to become that Great General under one, above ten thousand."
"But at that time, I met a gambler."
Ouyang Che was slightly taken aback, and then asked:
"Soul Severer?!"
