Coffins lay side by side, each containing a body that appeared to be merely in deep slumber.
These coffins, with their profound impact on the world, were arranged in rows, maintaining a distance of about two to three meters from each other, stretching as far as the eye could see.
1421 people!
At the same time, over fourteen hundred families lost their loved ones... oh, no, not just loved ones, but the pillars of their homes, their hope, the foundation of all material and spiritual aspects of their lives.
Over fourteen hundred families were in unbearable pain!
Who was the culprit behind all this?
Ninety percent of people would point to the same person!
He was Leng Wenqing!
At this moment, Leng Wenqing seemed like a criminal, nowhere near as bold and confident as he had been just over ten hours ago, nor did he have any trace of a hero's commanding presence.
On the contrary, he knelt before these coffins, dispirited and miserable, akin to a beggar.