Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji were about to make their move when they suddenly saw Li Shimin smile. Both of them froze.
"Li Shimin, at a time like this, you still have the nerve to smile?" Li Yuanji said coldly.
Li Shimin said, "My two brothers, what you just said was very right. Every grievance has its source, every debt its debtor; the laws of heaven turn in cycles. Back then, I killed the two of you, and I was indeed at fault to some extent. Now, here in the City of the Wrongly Dead in the Underworld, if the two of you kill me, then the debts between us brothers will be settled."
Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji were both stunned upon hearing this. They had not expected Li Shimin to admit it and accept it.
They had thought Li Shimin would surely struggle desperately to stay alive.
Naturally, his current attitude greatly surprised them.
"Are you really not afraid of death?"
"My two brothers, I have already passed on from the mortal world. What does dying once more matter? We are blood brothers, born of the same mother. We are family. We should never have been born into an imperial family. If we had merely been children of an ordinary household, I think the three of us would certainly have lived in harmony and never slaughtered one another.
"But unfortunately, we were born into an imperial family. Nothing is more heartless than an imperial family. That is why the three of us ultimately came to stand against one another in a struggle of life and death. I killed you once in the mortal world. Now that you are here in the underworld, if you kill me once more, then our debts as brothers will be settled."
Li Shimin