Zhuo Yun's whole body shuddered, deeply moved by Yan Shi's words. Yes, if she herself had been the one violated, how could she face her lover, her fellow Elves? She would have undoubtedly chosen death herself. Yan Shi once again enveloped Zhuo Yun in his arms, softly saying, "Cry, my dear. Crying will make it better. He's already dead, and his soul would never wish to see you in such pain. Let him rest in peace."
Ah Dai gripped his fists tightly, the fury within him burning relentlessly. It was because of the Elf's violation that he had taken his own life. Why must these evil beings harm such a kind-hearted Elf? He abruptly stood up. Yan Shi, startled, grabbed him by the collar, saying, "Ah Dai, what are you doing?"
A cold voice seeped through Ah Dai's clenched teeth, "I am going to avenge the Elder Elf."
Ah Dai's inner bloodlust, momentarily quelled, reignited fiercely at the news of the Elf's death. He jerked free from Yan Shi's grasp, turning to head back to Mica City.