The Rebirth of a Phy

The stretcher, draped in white cloth, was pushed forward. A slightly thin arm hung from the edge of the stretcher, lifeless and devoid of any movement.,You, who used to be a legendary warrior, are now a pathetic son-in-law!,Humph! A good-for-nothing is always a good-for-nothing, what's the point of being handsome It can't be eaten as food!。