I was born in the land of Ming Dynasty, and my people raised me in the land of Oala. They buried me at the border junction of Mingwa and let me witness there forever and ever. One day, Mingwa will be one world and Mingwa will be one family. Don't be sad, don't be sad, report your favor on the golden stage, support the Jade Dragon and die for you... If I were a piece of ice on the iceberg, let me freeze this fateful hatred; if I were a fire buried under the iceberg, let me melt people's numb and indifferent hearts. Spirit... Because when I died, I saw the blue sky, the blue sky shared by Ming Dynasty and Wala... There was no war, no bloodshed, no disaster caused by my three-foot jade dragon sword... How wonderful it is to be able to experience this kind of happiness in this last glance...