The beggars, as if pardoned, sprang to their feet and ran. Only the beggar who had spoken first hesitated for a moment, staring at the broken windowpane. But his companion tugged him roughly by the arm: "Do you want to die","Too weak..." Zuo Guanglie, his whole body engulfed in flames, roared: "Too weak!",He seemed to be driven mad by the Zhu Rong's flame, losing his sanity.。