"No way!" Liu the Tyrant immediately shook his head and said, "Brother Chen, I'm fine, really fine. It's just a leg, right? Can't I still use crutches?"
"This is the decision of all of us!" Ye Chen's tone grew much heavier. In fact, Ye Chen hadn't sought everyone's approval; he was making the decision alone. He didn't want Liu the Tyrant to get into trouble, so retirement was the only way out. After a successful retirement, Liu the Tyrant could spend his days gardening and living a leisurely life, without the need to continue taking up arms on the battlefield.
"Then I'd rather die!" Liu the Tyrant struggled to climb up from the head of the bed and said, "What's the point of living if I'm not with you guys? Brother Chen, I'm a warrior. If you take away my weapons, how can I still be a warrior?"
"Even warriors have their day of retirement!" Ye Chen looked at Liu the Tyrant.
"But not today!" Liu the Tyrant gritted his teeth.
