Hearing Yan Shi's words, Ah Dai and Yan Li fell silent. Neither of them had considered this. Yan Shi was right; if he indeed married Zhuo Yun, this would indeed be an inevitable problem.
A breeze blew over, gently stirring the surface of the Elf Lake, as the three of them remained silent.
After a while, Ah Dai could no longer contain his doubts and asked, "Brother, are you really willing to give up like this?"
Yan Shi raised his head, gazing at the myriad stars in the sky, giving a bitter smile, "And what if I don't give up? I can't not give up! It's better to end the pain quickly. While nothing has developed between us, it's best to make a clean break." He lowered his head to look at Ah Dai by his side, "Brother, truth to be told, you're also facing the same problem like me, and even worse, in fact."
Ah Dai was startled, "The same problem? How could I have the same problem as you?"