"Chen Jiusi, you committed insurrection and usurped the throne, which is disloyal."
"Colluding with the Zoroastrian Sect to transport weaponry while blaming it on me is unjust."
"I am your Gang Leader, and according to our rules, you should treat me with the respect due to an Imperial Father. Yet, you united others to besiege me, which is inhumane."
"People like you, who are disloyal, unjust, and inhumane, deserve to be hacked into pieces and never reincarnated. Do you not think your crimes deserve death? Do you still wish to struggle?"
"Cough, cough... Therefore, I declare, Chen Jiusi, in the name of the Gang Leader, I sentence you to death!"
Nan Batian, emotionally pointing at Chen Jie, blurted out a long-repressed speech. These words had been bottled up inside him for many days, and now they burst forth all at once, making him feel thoroughly relieved and comfortable as never before.
He felt a sense of cleansing the Sect on behalf of it.
