"I'm not heartbroken, nor am I acting. Although I've chosen a vague general direction, I actually have no confidence at all. After all, no matter how you look at it, Elisa and I are not suitable for each other. Ultimately, we've just known each other for less than two days."
Black heavily fell back onto the bed, covered his head with a pillow, and said gloomily, "So I'm quite thankful to you, Brother Hei Fan. With what you just said, I should be less conflicted in the future, and I'll have more motivation to strive harder. So, no matter what, thank you for your support."
"Support?"
Motan shook his head and chuckled, "When did I ever say I support you? Honestly, dear Prince Blake, I don't think you and Princess Elisa are suitable for each other at all. If I were... uh, if I were your Godfather, knowing this, I would definitely rather lock you up than allow you to take any 'action'."
