"Okay, okay!" Li Ke could finally speak. He realized that all he wanted was to look at his daughter. Nothing else mattered.
He took a deep breath and seemed to have made an important decision. He turned around and looked at Lan Qing.
"Lan Qing, I want to ask you for a favor."
Lan Qing nodded. "Go ahead and tell me. I'll do my best."
Li Ke said in a low voice, "I want you to refine me into the real sword spirit of the Ultus."
Lan Qing was stunned for a moment. The Pharmacist also stopped crying. They did not understand what Li Ke meant.
Li Ke turned to look at the Pharmacist. "I'm sorry, Little Yue. I can't control my emotions. I have to be selfish for once."
There was a hint of confusion in the Pharmacist's teary eyes.
