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[The Heir]

[Episode 15]

Zhen.

Zhen.

Why have you come?

I came to bring you something.

This is from Seventh Grandmother for you.

This... This is a box of pastries

that Seventh Grandmother and I made together.

Please try some, Zhen.

Zhen, I was wrong.

[To Zhen]

"Zhen,

about what happened at the Li household some days ago,

I know

you suffered a great grievance.

And yet I didn't stand up for you.

That was my fault.

Now the Li family

faces troubles both within and without, and its members have become divided.

I wanted to keep you,

but despite my wishes, I was powerless to do so.

Regarding the stolen ink recipe,

I feel I have deeply wronged you.

Zhen,

from now on,

just feel free to do

as your heart desires.

This is a small token from me.

You must accept it."

Together with Mr. Fan's 10 chests of ink,

the dividend from the ancient lacquer-soot ink comes to 800 taels.

Once the money comes in,

have it sent to my sister.

Yes.

Master.

I hear that Miss Li Zhen

has already rented a storefront on Sibao Street.

She truly has great determination and drive.

But rent on Sibao Street

isn't cheap.

She likely has little money left.

Yes.

It speaks to Miss Li Zhen's

all-or-nothing determination!

She's every bit as brave as the soldiers

on the battlefield.

I've noticed something.

You've been bringing up Miss Li Zhen quite a lot lately.

It's not that I keep bringing her up.

Isn't it because you want to hear about her?

Hey!

Who said you could drink my tea?

You didn't even pour me a cup.

That was the last sip!

You little rascal.

Sibao Street...

President Hu,

is there something wrong with my document?

Or is it because my New Li's Ink Workshop

doesn't meet the Literary Association's regulations?

Please say something!

If neither is the case,

why do you keep refusing to approve it?

If it were anyone else,

they would be helping strengthen the Huizhou ink industry,

and I would gladly approve it.

But Miss Li Zhen,

throughout history,

there has never been

a precedent for two ink workshops operating under the same surname.

As long as Li Ink still stands,

it's absolutely impossible for you

to establish your own ink business.

President Hu, although my surname is still Li,

our Eighth Branch was expelled from the clan long ago.

There's a written expulsion document to prove it.

By law and by right,

I'm no longer part of the Li family.

Li Ink runs its own business,

and I'll run my New Li's Ink Workshop.

We have nothing to do with each other.

But Li Ink is,

after all, the foremost of the four major ink-makers

in the Huizhou ink industry.

The association

must consider Li Ink's standing.

Miss Li Zhen,

if you truly wish to open an ink workshop,

you will need Li Ink's approval.

Only then can I, as the president,

make any exception.

Was it you who went to the Literary Association just now?

You stopped the association

from approving my New Li's Ink Workshop, didn't you?

If you don't explain yourself clearly today,

you are not going anywhere!

Li Ink, a century-old establishment

and the orthodox lineage of Hui Ink.

How could we allow a mere brat like you

to go off and start your own New Li Ink business?

Before, when Seventh Grandmother wanted to renew the contract with me,

you people immediately started gossiping,

saying that I, an outsider,

wanted to seize your assets and power.

Fine.

I refuse to be counted as part of your family

and wish to open my own ink workshop—

that should satisfy you, shouldn't it?

But now you say,

with the same family name,

there's no way I can open a second ink workshop.

You people want it both ways, saying whatever suits you.

Who exactly is the one being unreasonable here?

I won't waste my breath

arguing with you here.

Let me make the thing clear today—

Li Zhen,

if you think you can establish another ink workshop,

dream on.

If you insist on having your own way,

don't blame me for bringing out the Founder's Black Banner again

and invoking our Founding Master to pass judgment...

The Founder's Black Banner again, huh?

Listen up,

I've already been expelled from the clan.

I'm not afraid of your Black Banner whatsoever.

I'll just say one thing—

whether you, Li Jingdong,

or your Li Ink

ever give your approval or not,

I am opening New Li's Ink Workshop

no matter what!

[Songtan Manor]

[Ink Workshop Application]

Miss Li Zhen,

you want me to step in

and have the Literary Association approve your New Li's Ink Workshop?

That's quite a bold request.

Isn't it because of the stolen ink recipe

that you've harbored a grudge against the Li family?

So,

you want to open New Li's Ink Workshop

to take on the Li family directly—

am I right?

Lord Yan,

it's true that I want to vent

the indignation in my heart

by starting my own ink workshop.

But I am no narrow-minded person.

In fact, since I started recreating the ancient lacquer-soot ink,

I've harbored a deeper aspiration—

I wish to contribute what little strength I have

to the advancement of our Huizhou ink industry!

So I sincerely ask Your Lordship to grant me this opportunity.

Grant you an opportunity?

But

as the Ink Affairs Official,

I supervise the selection of Tribute Ink—

I serve the imperial court.

Not to help a young woman like you

realize some personal ambition.

My Lord, that's not quite fair to say.

When I recreated the ancient lacquer-soot ink,

wouldn't that also have helped ease your burdens?

I could do so before, I can do so now,

and I certainly can do so again in the future.

What a bold spirit.

But no matter how bold your spirit,

it's of no use

to me.

I only care about results.

Without the help of the Li family

or Eighth Master Li's support,

what do you have to compete against

Li Ink or Chen Ink?

And how will you realize those lofty ambitions of yours?

You haven't fully thought this through, have you?

Alright.

Go back and think it through.

When you've figured it out,

come back and speak with me again.

All of you, out! Get out!

You charlatans!

You're all charlatans!

My child! My child!

My child, don't get so worked up!

You mustn't agitate yourself.

It will only worsen your condition.

Father,

none of them are genuinely trying to cure me!

Don't say that.

Don't worry.

I'll search the entire realm for the finest physicians

to cure your illness.

Go back and rest. Let's go.

I don't want to rest!

I... I want to go out!

Zhen, why do you seem so down?

Are you still thinking about Miss Yan?

When I came back today,

I asked Physician Huang about her.

He told me

Miss Yan's illness

has remained uncured for over 10 years.

Just imagine the hardship

she must have endured all these years.

Yes.

Zhen,

unfortunately, we are not physicians.

There is little we can do for her.

Hua'er, do you remember when we were little,

every time I went out to play,

I'd come back covered in injuries?

And then my father, for my sake,

searched through all of Li Ink's ancient texts for me.

Finally,

he created

a medicinal rouge ink.

I remember now.

You treasured that rouge ink

so much.

Only when I was hurt

would you let me use even the tiniest bit.

Was it that one?

Yes.

My father said at that time

that the medicinal rouge ink

was only his initial experiment.

What he truly wanted to create

was a medicinal ink capable of treating sores

and stubborn ailments—Nine-Treasure Ink.

If such an ink truly existed,

perhaps we really could cure Miss Yan,

right?

That's exactly what I've been thinking.

Today, Lord Yan asked me at his manor

what my New Li's Ink Workshop

would rely on to establish itself

and what kind of ink I'd sell.

I thought about it.

Although I recreated the ancient lacquer-soot ink,

compared to the precious inks

passed down through Chen Ink and Li Ink,

it still pales in significance.

But if I take another path

and create the Nine-Treasure Ink

my father once talked about,

firstly, I can cure

patients like Miss Yan;

secondly, I can avoid direct confrontation

and build my name upon medicinal ink.

And most importantly,

if I truly succeed in creating this treasured ink

and curing Miss Yan,

don't you think Lord Yan would finally

step in and allow us to open the New Li's Ink Workshop?

You're right.

Then, Zhen, let us get started at once!

No need to be so hasty.

This is just my preliminary plan.

We must proceed step by step.

But I think your plan is excellent!

How is Li Ink Workshop doing?

[Yihousheng]

You mean Miss Li Zhen?

She's been having a hard time these past few days.

I heard Eighth Master Li didn't agree to her opening the New Li's Ink Workshop

and left She County in a fit of anger.

He went to...

He went to Wuyuan.

I was asking about Li Ink,

not New Li Ink.

Isn't Miss Li Zhen part of the Li family?

Above her stands Li Ink.

The Literary Association, out of deference to the Li family's standing,

refuses to recognize New Li's Ink Workshop

and has withheld its approval.

I think she must be

at her wit's end over this matter right now.

Well then,

take out 100 taels

and accompany me to New Li's Ink Workshop.

Master,

a-are you really going to invest in New Li's Ink Workshop?

What's wrong with that?

One hundred taels is nothing to me.

There's no harm in spreading your bets

across more promising ventures.

Let's go.

Master Qi, I cannot accept

your money.

You think it's too little?

It's not about the amount

but the timing.

Timing?

You're opening your own ink workshop now,

which is exactly when you need money.

Besides, with me behind you,

maybe the Literary Association would be less inclined to give you a hard time.

So why do you say the timing is wrong?

Precisely because I need money,

I must be even more cautious.

To be honest with you,

I wanted to open my own ink workshop

just so I would no longer be constrained by others.

So,

you suddenly offer me so much money today

without specifying the profit-sharing terms

or your plans for the workshop.

Honestly,

it makes me

deeply uneasy.

Miss Li Zhen,

you're in need of money now,

and I'm simply offering timely help.

How did you make me sound like

a predator taking advantage of

your misfortune?

In any case,

I absolutely cannot accept this money.

So, Miss Li Zhen,

are you really rejecting me outright?

I'm turning you down today,

but who can say what the future holds?

Master Qi,

I have confidence in my New Li Ink.

Not only do I want to use my own strength

to start the ink workshop,

but in the future, I'll openly and honestly

compete with Li Ink.

Perhaps one day,

I'll surpass Li Ink!

When that time comes,

I'll invite you to my ink workshop again.

We can sit down together

and discuss things properly. How about that?

And what if, by that day,

I've lost interest?

Since I've decided to open an ink workshop,

I certainly won't disappoint you.

Good.

Xiao Qi, take the money back.

Congratulations, Brother.

[Qingfeng Pavilion]

Your eye for talent has proven itself.

You struck gold with the ancient lacquer-soot ink.

Barely off the ground and already yielding handsome returns.

Thank you, Sister.

All of this was within my calculations.

What a waste of good tea.

I'm a fugitive stripped even of the right to my own name.

How can I be particular about anything?

The dividends from Li Ink

are better than expected.

What are your plans next?

In my opinion...

we should continue investing

and build long-term cooperation.

Sister,

you should continue

to keep the account books for me.

But I hope you can

set aside 30% of the dividends for me.

I have a use for it.

You've set your sights on some other business venture?

I want to reserve that money

to invest in New Li Ink.

How so?

Originally,

I planned to invest the money

in several major ink workshops.

But the other day,

Li Zhen said something to me.

She said she wanted to use her ink

to compete with Li Ink,

that perhaps one day,

her New Li Ink might defeat Li Ink.

What ambition!

Indeed.

Not only is her ambition great,

but her appetite is just as large.

When I talked to her

about investing the other day,

she actually declined.

Looks like Li Zhen

has her own principles and way of doing things.

Hearing you describe her like this,

I'd actually like to meet this girl.

The three upper, three middle, and three lower herbs

stand foremost among all ingredients, together constituting the Nine Treasures.

These "three lower herbs"

should refer to

ground-level herbs like kochia fruit and dictamnus bark.

That's right.

Those must be the ones.

And the "three middle herbs" may be

the internal organs of pigs, sheep, or sea creatures?

But what on earth are the "three upper herbs"?

What do you want?

Come on.

Escort Li Zhen out.

I'd like to see who dares!

Li Jingdong, what on earth do you want?

Li Zhen,

since you've decided to establish your own workshop,

the Li family

will not allow you to take advantage of us in the slightest.

Starting today,

I'm taking back this ink workshop.

Uncle Jingdong,

this was an abandoned ink workshop of Li family.

Seventh Grandmother permitted Zhen to use it.

If it is to be taken back,

she should be the one to come tell Zhen herself.

Yes, Master.

We'd better tell Old Madam.

Do I need you to teach me how to handle things?

Wang Hua'er, I'm telling you,

I am now the Master of Li Ink.

You'd better remember

who your own kin are.

What?

You're not moving?

Come on, you guys.

Help her along.

Do it!

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

These are my medicinal ingredients!

Let go!

What are you doing?

Don't touch it!

Give it to me.

You can't take it!

These are my medicinal ingredients!

Give them back to me!

You lot!

What are you doing?

Return her

medicinal herbs to her.

You lot, keep your eyes open—

take everything belonging to the Li family

back to our ink workshop.

Fine!

I can move out!

But many tools here

were made by my grandfather,

and some others

were bought piece by piece

by my brother and my mother!

You can force me to leave.

But don't you even think of taking

any of my family's things!

Fine.

The Li family has no use for your things anyway.

Take them and go.

Hua'er,

don't just stand there.

Go home.

♪ Rain is the burden clouds can no longer bear ♪

♪ Falling where love and hate intertwine ♪

Girl, do you not know how to drive a cart?

Look, the rain is getting heavier.

♪ I can't rid myself of this hatred ♪

I'm in a hurry to finish work and go home.

Don't block the road with your cart.

♪ It neither fades nor remains hidden ♪

Hurry and move it aside.

♪ Regret is a wound time cannot heal ♪

♪ Once aflame, now chilled ♪

♪ You're the unreachable love I pursue ♪

Go.

Go!

♪ I long for you in my heart, yet I dare not forget you ♪

♪ Who's to blame, and who remains caught in endless cycles of love and hate? ♪

♪ I have no regrets about this hatred ♪

♪ As close as kin, yet as distant as strangers ♪

♪ Who bears the guilt in love? ♪

♪ We cast love aside, leaving our hearts in pieces ♪

♪ Is it wrong or right? ♪

♪ Standing at opposite ends ♪

♪ We can only face each other in silence ♪

♪ Who's sober, who's drunk, and who holds back from trying to mend it? ♪

♪ Reason forces us back ♪

♪ When defenses fall, who is left more broken? ♪

♪ Why keep chasing it? ♪

♪ Half bright, half dim— an unfinished, imperfect kind of beauty ♪

Mother?

Why are you here?

♪ How should we end this? ♪

♪ I stare through hope and drifting haze, tears in my eyes ♪

Mother...

♪ Lost and unsure where to go ♪

Let's go.

Let's go home.

Let's go.

♪ I stare through hope and drifting haze, tears in my eyes ♪

♪ Lost and unsure where to go ♪

Mother...

These past few days,

you've been either making ink at the workshop

or cooped up in your room,

not even stopping to eat.

At home,

it's often just me by myself.

I cooked some food,

but I can never finish it.

Mother,

it's my fault.

Silly girl,

why are you apologizing to me?

I've watched you grow up.

Even if you say nothing,

I still know what's

in your heart.

You're thinking

of creating the ink as soon as possible

so you can prove yourself to your grandfather,

right?

But everything

must follow its proper course.

If you keep pushing yourself like this,

your body won't be able to take it.

Conserve your strength, eat properly,

and work on the ink step by step.

You must listen to what I say.

Do you hear me?

Come on.

Tell me,

what kind of ink does Owner Li of

our New Li's Ink Workshop really want to make?

Mother,

do you remember

that rouge ink Father made for me?

What I want to create

is a kind of medicinal ink like that,

called Nine-Treasure Ink.

Father also researched it before.

But this ink

has been lost for nearly 100 years.

There are only some vague

and unclear records of it in the "Ink Chronicles."

References to "three upper, three middle, and three lower herbs,"

along with a few ingredients

I still can't figure out.

Mother,

the ancients are really something.

Since they decided to write a book

to pass down the ink-making methods and recipes,

why couldn't they just write plainly and clearly?

Just think of how many fine inks

have been lost to obscurity because of it.

You know,

this "three upper, three middle, and three lower herbs"—

all that cryptic talk—

your father actually muttered about it

to me for a good while back in the day.

Really?

Really.

Mother,

did Father tell you at that time

what these "three upper herbs" are?

Now you think of asking me?

Oh, you.

If you'd told me earlier,

I would've given it to you long ago.

Wait here.

Where is it?

Here.

Thank you, Mother.

Your father had the habit of

jotting things down the moment they occurred to him.

So back then, whenever inspiration struck,

he would record his thoughts

in this little account book of mine.

After your father passed away,

I couldn't bring myself to throw this account book away.

But much of what's in here

is fragmented,

with no clear beginning or end.

It might not have what you are looking for.

Still, take a look first.

Mother.

This part is

Father's record of experimenting with Nine-Treasure Ink.

Really?

Turns out Father

also used the fermentation method

to preserve the medicinal properties back then.

Mother,

I thought of that method too!

That's wonderful!

"Three uppers—

snow lotus, dindygule peperomia...

That's right. These are the "three upper herbs".

You silly child, why are you crying?

You should be happy instead.

The "three upper herbs" refer to medicinal herbs growing in high places!

Snow lotus, dindygule peperomia,

and the third herb is... Matchmaker Herb?

What is Matchmaker Herb?

How... how have I never heard of...

heard of such an herb?

Never mind the name—

if it grows in high places,

it must simply be something found up in the mountains.

I still remember

the mountain forests your father used to

wander through back then.

Alright, alright.

Stop crying.

Zhen, pack your things.

First thing tomorrow morning,

I'll take you into the mountains.

[Wuxi Mountain, Yi County, Huizhou Prefecture]

Come on.

Well, Zhen?

I don't think this is it either.

Mother,

most of the herbs on the note match up.

Only the Matchmaker Herb

is nowhere to be found.

I've truly never

heard of the herb before either.

Your father really was something.

Couldn't he have written things a little more clearly?

Now he's got the two of us

wandering around like headless chickens,

without a single clue.

It's alright, Mother.

Worst comes to worst,

we gather everything up here that looks like a herb

and take it all back

to compare one by one.

There's always a way around difficulties.

-Let's go! -You girl,

your stubbornness is acting up again.

Let's go.

I'll keep searching with you.

Mother,

did you hear that?

I can play a leaf whistle now!

Wait for me!

Mother!

I told you to be careful.

Now look,

you've still injured your foot.

Does it hurt?

Come on, let me put some herbs on it for you.

I'm telling you,

this herb

works wonders on wounds

and helps prevent scarring.

I remember back then when your father once

blundered into a hunter's trap.

I used exactly this herb to treat him.

Which hunter's trap

did Father fall into back then?

You already know the answer.

I really don't know.

I only remember that when I was little, Father told me

he was really good at hunting.

He said he had eyes as sharp as a hawk

and ears as keen as a stalking beast.

and that any prey he set his sights on

could never escape his grasp.

Him?

Your father

only knew how to brag in front of you and your brother.

Let me tell you,

I never called him out on it

because I wanted to save him some face.

Come to think of it,

your father and I first met...

right here in these mountains.

You met

Father here?

Back then,

I had set some hunting traps.

A day later, I excitedly went to check them.

And guess

what I found?

Your father, pitiful as could be,

trapped inside one of them!

Then I pulled him out,

brought him home,

fed him a proper meal,

and sent him back down the mountain.

But three days later,

he came back into the mountains again, supposedly to search for pine.

You know, your father seemed quite clever

when he was making ink.

But the moment he entered the mountains,

he turned hopelessly foolish.

Three times out of five, he'd end up falling into one of my traps,

then just sit there waiting for me to pull him out again.

Then you walked right into his trap as well.

And then you followed him all the way back to the Li family

and gave birth to my brother and me,

right?

If only it were that easy.

Back then,

the clan elders opposed

your father marrying a descendant of the Shanyue people.

Then who was it

that gave my brother and me a chance at life back then?

Who else could it have been?

In this family,

who holds the most authority?

Seventh Grandmother?

Back then, it was your Seventh Grandmother who argued to the clan elders

that southern migrant clans who married descendants of the Shanyue people

often found it easier to establish themselves firmly in Huizhou

and prosper for generations.

And that is how she

persuaded those clan elders.

And so I married into the Li family, all the way from Yi County.

And that's how you and your brother came to be!

So,

when your ink workshop succeeds in the future,

don't forget your Seventh Grandmother's kindness.

I know, I know.

Seventh Grandmother

had it hard.

My grandfather also

had it hard.

But I think

the one who had it hardest was you, Mother.

Ever since we were expelled from the clan,

you haven't had a single easy day.

Mother,

once I have the New Li's Ink Workshop up and running,

I will make sure you live comfortably.

No more days of hardship like these!

At least you have a conscience!

Zhen,

let the past stay in the past.

Just focus on

running New Li's Ink Workshop well

and doing what you truly love.

Mother, look!

This herb really works wonders.

See? It doesn't hurt at all anymore.

S-Stop jumping.

Sit down. Sit!

It doesn't hurt anymore, right?

It doesn't hurt.

Let me tell you,

this grass is called Scarlet Phoenix Grass.

Back then, when I used it

to treat your father's wounds,

it was he who looked up the name of this herb

and told me.

Scarlet Phoenix Grass...

What a lovely name.

Scarlet Phoenix...

Grass...

Scarlet Phoenix...

Scarlet Phoenix Grass...

[Wuyuan]

This is a fish roe pattern inkstone.

This is a water-ripple gold-star inkstone.

This one is good.

And this is a rib pattern inkstone.

This inkstone grinds ink most easily.

Then what does

"melon-smooth surface with a silken grain" mean?

Su Shi once said:

"Not so rough as to hinder the brush, not so smooth as to repel the ink;

melon-smooth in surface with a silk-fine grain,

with the resonance of metal and the virtue of jade."

This phrase describes the surface of the inkstone

as fine and smooth as a melon's skin.

Look at you—

bad at making ink,

yet surprisingly skilled with inkstones.

So it was the right decision to bring you

to Wuyuan after all.

Grandfather,

so you didn't come here because you were angry

that Zhen wanted to open the New Li's Ink Workshop?

Take a look, how about this spot?

Where?

Here?

Come and have dinner!

This will do.

Coming!

Time for dinner, Grandfather.

I especially made

Grandfather's favorite bamboo shoots and ribs today.

Eat more, Grandfather.

Qiu'e.

I just received another letter from Mother.

Really?

I miss Mother and Zhen so much.

Zhengliang, what does the letter say?

Read it to us quickly.

Okay.

"Zhengliang, Qiu'e,

all is well at home.

Don't worry about us.

Zhen has already gotten New Li's Ink Workshop properly set up.

Recently, she's been busy developing the Nine-Treasure Ink.

According to her,

the method for making medicinal ink differs from that of all other inks.

Fortunately, Zhen's always been clever and resilient,

and through relentless effort,

she's already found a promising approach.

How is Grandfather's health recently?

Is he still angry with Zhen?

You should try to persuade him

not to dwell on the harsh words she said in anger.

In Zhen's heart,

the person she cares about the most

is Grandfather.

We only hope everything goes smoothly for you all,

and that you return home soon."

Grandfather.

Zhen said

she wants to make the Nine-Treasure Ink?

That was the ink your father wanted to make the most.

Yes.

That's the ink Mother wrote about.

I'll write back to Mother immediately.

Grandfather,

do you have anything to say to them?

This dish Qiu'e made today is particularly delicious.

Thank you, Grandfather.

Let's eat first.

Eat.

No rush to write the letter.

Mother!

Mother, come and take a look.

I have to say,

they really do carry a medicinal scent.

And it smells

quite soothing too.

Zhen, does that mean the ink is finished?

There's still one final step before the medicinal ink is finished.

We need to test its medicinal effects first,

then make the final adjustments.

And how are you supposed to test that?

[Sanjiu Hall]

As for medicinal ink,

when I was back in the capital,

I did see some of it.

An ink like yours,

capable of balancing medicinal properties and ink quality so well—

that is truly eye-opening.

You flatter me, Lord Yan.

However,

medicinal ink has never been

considered a mainstream branch of the ink industry.

So if you intend to rely on this ink alone

to persuade me to secure approval papers from the Literary Association,

you're still some way short of the mark.

With respect, Lord Yan, I must disagree.

This is the Nine-Treasure Ink.

Ancient texts record

that it once cured countless stubborn illnesses.

But Lord Yan,

I've come today with a particular request

that concerns you personally.

I wish to use this ink...

to cure the sores on your daughter's face.

Well, well, Li Zhen.

So all your talk has been leading to this—

your calculations have come to involve my daughter!

No, no.

Not what?

You clearly want to use my daughter as a walking advertisement

to make a name for your New Li Ink!

Stop pretending.

Take your ink and leave.

Lord Yan,

I know that Miss Yan has suffered

for many years from the sores on her face.

The reason ordinary physicians' external ointments

and oral medicines

have failed to cure her is

that they lack a proper medicinal catalyst.

But my Nine-Treasure Ink

uses ink itself as the medicinal catalyst,

targeting the afflicted area directly

while cooling the blood, nourishing the skin, and preventing scarring.

But

when all is said and done,

the Nine-Treasure Ink

is still little more than a legend.

After all, no one has really seen

how effective it is.

So tell me,

what makes you so sure you can cure my daughter?

If you ask me how sure I am,

I dare not make any rash promises.

But I've revised and refined

the formula countless times

and have already sent samples to various medical halls

for testing.

So far,

dozens of people

suffering from persistent, incurable sores

have been completely cured using my ink.

Look, I've recorded every case here.

No.

I can't let my daughter take such a risk.

I won't see you out.

See the guest out!

Please, this way.

Your love for your daughter runs deep.

I understand.

Then I shall not impose any further for now.

Everything written in that booklet is true.

You can take a look when you are free.

You can look up the names inside

and verify them yourself.

Goodbye, Lord Yan.