C41 Struggle Between the North and the South

The oil lamp was quiet and the room was silent. Faang Hui looked at Zhou Congbiao's corpse and his heart felt inexplicably sad. It was as if Marquis Nanyang and Zhu Zhilin were chanting before their deaths, "Burning my body, burning the sacred fire, how can I live? Even if he died, why should he suffer? For the sake of good, he would eliminate evil, but for the sake of light and reason. Joy, joy