"I'm not joking. I'm a doctor; I know exactly what's beneficial to my body. This year, the poison inside me hasn't acted up—it truly is thanks to your Floral Dew." Bei Yun spoke, the smile fading from his face as he adopted a more serious expression.
"I've taken advantage of Aunt Lingsu's kindness, and I've taken advantage of yours too. But don't worry, I don't mean you any harm. I just want you to keep making Floral Dew and good food for me. I won't hurt you, and after we reach Longshi Country, I won't let anyone else harm you either."
Qiao Xiaomai: "…You're full of shit! If you want to drink Floral Dew, you can do it just fine staying in the Capital City!"
"It's not the same. In the Capital City, I'm a prisoner. In Longshi Country, I'm above everyone else."
"What kind of prisoner gets to go wherever they please? Look yourself in the mirror and ask honestly—have you really been living like a prisoner here in the Capital City?"
