Xiang Yu tilted his head slightly and glanced at Xiang An.
Xiang An's face was full of indignation, his gaze fixed on the Mountain Lord.
The Mountain Lord was already dead—undeniably dead.
Although Xiang Yu and Xiang An had inflicted some injuries on him, the fundamental cause of the Mountain Lord's death was that, in order to force out the alien will that had completely permeated his soul, he had nearly exhausted all his life force. Then, in his extreme weakness, he had furiously obliterated that alien will completely, leaving himself unable to replenish his life force at all.
"This was his own choice. We should... show him a little respect." Daoist Siji nodded slightly and looked at the Mountain Lord, who had stopped breathing. "At least... he chose a dignified death."
"...Dignity." Xiang Yu's eyes dimmed slightly as he murmured the word.
"Before long, you should return to how you were after your father sealed your memories. Is there anything else you want to ask me?" Daoist Siji hesitated for a second before finally reaching out to pat the brothers on their heads. "The dissipation of this spirit body I left here will signify the return of your seals."
"...I'm just wondering why Father sealed Xiang An's and my memories." Xiang Yu raised his head to look at Siji.
"Brother, are you stupid?" Xiang An turned and shot Xiang Yu a look.
Xiang Yu:?
"Think about it. What kind of life did we live beyond the pass before? And what kind of life are we living now, here in Kuaiji?" Xiang An withdrew his gaze, looked at the ground, and casually picked up a rain-soaked branch from nearby.
"If we were still like we were beyond the pass..." Xiang An did not continue, but what he meant was already