If just separation now caused her such pain, then, in the future, how would she face the despair of a life-and-death parting, how would she continue to live?
A timely separation is, at least, less painful than one later on; watching him die with her own eyes, unable to do anything, that's the true despair.
He didn't want her to experience that most painful feeling.
So, he put on a façade of indifference and sighed as he began to speak.
"Ye Lu, you really are a fool. How could there be so many troubles in the world? If I, Third Young Master Jun, truly loved you, do you think I would let you go? I would firmly hold on to you, wanting you to be by my side even if it meant dying together in danger."
Third Young Master Jun wiped away her tears, as if mocking her girlish, stubborn foolishness, his finger trembling slightly as it traced her tear-streaked cheek.
If she could shed so many tears for him, it was worth it.
