Su Mo's thinking was actually very straightforward.
I hold no feelings for you, and you have none for me.
Since that's the case, why bother hiding and skirting around the issue?
The thoughts of the elders are their own, but there shouldn't be anything the youth cannot discuss.
As long as Su Mo and Wei Ziyi are firm in their stance, it wouldn't matter how others decide or act; it would merely be scratching an outside itch.
Moreover, such matters are the scariest when concealed.
Some things, if not spoken openly, might become very unpredictable.
Beating around the bush could just lead to an unclear mess.
In the end, if Wei Ziyi were to learn about this matter, how would she view him upon a reflection?
Therefore, Su Mo simply laid it out for her.
The sounds of water were continuous, and under the starry night, one could see the sails of the various camps Along the River fluttering in the wind.
Wei Ziyi's eyes suddenly bulged out, round as beads.
