Ku Tou is truly at the end of his life span.
The fire of life in a young person, when not faced with major upheavals, burns fiercely, like a little sun that never extinguishes.
And Ku Tou, his fire of life is akin to a little candle flame, nearly extinguished. If not for his robust foundation, he might have died of old age already.
"In your youth, compared to Ku Ruo now, who is stronger?"
After checking Ku Tou's physical condition, Chen Jiuge asked with some curiosity.
Seemingly not expecting Chen Jiuge to question this, Ku Tou hesitated for a moment and said, "You may not believe it, but Ku Ruo wasn't my match when I was young."
"Akam, your father Asaka should know me, we fought back in the day, and the scar on his forehead was left by me. Of course, he also left a scar on my chest."
"You're the one who injured my father!" Akam exclaimed in disbelief.
