The flames ignited the powerless ship, and the bottom of the ship was broken through.
Enormous waves surged, and the world of water and fire swallowed up Xie Huaizheng and a thousand armored warriors.
Amidst the flames and the waves, those who once were grateful to him now all appeared fierce and distorted.
A barrage of twisted accusations surged at him, the final impressions he had of the mortal world:
"It was you who released the granary secretly and colluded with merchants to transport the grain, leaving us with nothing to eat!"
"Don't think that by cooking a few pots of grain mixed with sand and stones you are doing disaster relief. You claim to have provided aid, yet my young child still died—why?"
"We merely robbed a few of the wealthy and heartless families, yet you ordered the soldiers to beat us out with clubs and throw us into the Celestial Prison!
You keep saying you are an imperial envoy, but what kind of envoy are you who cannot distinguish right from wrong?"
