Looking at Ah Dai's tormented expression, Mie Feng felt a sharp pain in her heart and said softly, "Since you can suffer so much for her, it proves that you still love her. Why not give her and yourself a chance? I've met her—she truly is stunningly beautiful. It's no wonder you are so captivated."
Ah Dai weakly collapsed to the ground, muttering, "Yes, she is beautiful—a beauty so breathtaking it leaves one suffocated. Moreover, she carries a noble identity. She is the daughter of the Church's Red Robe Priest and the granddaughter of the Pope. With such an exalted status, how could she possibly see anything in me? What am I? I'm just a lowly commoner. She is kind-hearted, a good person, but we are just not meant to be. I don't want to bring her pain because of me."
Mie Feng sat down beside Ah Dai, watching the pain etched on his face, and said gently, "Tell me everything about you and her, will you? Speaking of it might ease your heart a little."
