"Of course I regret it. Let alone losing my legs, I feel uncomfortable if I just scrape a finger.
"But so many years have passed before I even realized it.
"Although I've lived a life without legs, at least I still have some memories left in my mind.
"All the brothers in our battalion died back then, and only your father managed to save me. Compared to my comrades, I'm actually quite lucky," Su Jianzhou said.
"Uncle, if you had never gone to the battlefield, you definitely would have lived a great life!" Su Yue nodded calmly. He looked at Su Jianzhou's wheelchair, genuinely feeling that it wasn't worth it for his uncle.
"No, you're wrong. I definitely would still go to the battlefield!
"The Wetland from over a decade ago was completely different from how it is now. Back then, the Wet Ghost Towers would break open from time to time, and the alien races would slaughter everyone on sight. Any Martial Artist who ran away was a coward.
