Li Pingsheng laughed maniacally, already deranged.
After a long while, he stopped laughing and said, "I did it, I admit it. General Zhao, for the sake of the years we've known each other... give me a quick end."
He said, "If it's possible, if... I hope the Li family won't be completely wiped out."
Zhao Shanhe looked up and sighed, "Li Pingsheng, if you really understand justice as you claim, if you are truly willing to sacrifice as you have shown... how great would that be!"
Li Pingsheng smiled faintly, "It's just a pity I have hatred. I can't let go. If there is a next life, I will still seek revenge on Fang Che."
Zhao Shanhe frowned and asked, "Li Pingsheng, be honest with your conscience, did Fang Che do anything wrong?"
Li Pingsheng remained silent, and after a moment he said, "He is not wrong."
"Then you..."
"But I still want revenge. Because the one who died is my son, my only son."
Li Pingsheng said.
