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[Episode 32]

Lord Xu, based on my preliminary examinations,

Sun Wu Ji's cause of death is the poison in this bowl.

The culprit took the bowl...

and threw it to the pile of rubble in order to set Huo Yuan Jia up.

Chen Zhen.

Earlier, when Mr Federer asked you if there was a third person present...

when Sun Wu Ji was poisoned,

you said no.

So that means it was you...

who slipped the poison into it.

Let me think.

It was you who was looking for Huo Yuan Jia in the newspaper.

You wanted to gain fame by defeating Huo Yuan Jia.

But you didn't expect...

that even your master was no match for him.

So it got your dander up...

and you were fuming with rage...

that made you kill your master...

and stitched Huo Yuan Jia up.

You took it to court and tried to give me the runaround!

Chen Zhen.

You're an abomination!

-Capture him! -Yes!

Hold on.

My Lord.

Chen Zhen has a good nature.

He and Mr Sun depended on each other.

How could he possibly kill his master?

Lord Xu, please investigate it.

You...

Why would you stick up for him?

How am I going to handle the case?

I'm having a toothache.

Chen Zhen.

When I asked you who threw the claypot that is used to brew medicine...

to the foot of the wall,

you said it wasn't you.

I also asked you...

if there was a third person at the scene,

you said no.

I was observing your expression.

It seems like you were hiding something.

You can tell us the truth now.

I've been telling the truth all this time.

I...

and the others...

don't believe that you would poison your master.

Tell us the truth.

I might be able to help you...

and find the real culprit.

[Chen Zhen.]

[Remember.]

[Huo Yuan Jia is the number one villain in the world of martial arts.]

[He might seem like an honest man.]

[But in fact, he's a scheming and conniving person.]

[Besides, he has many henchmen...]

[and the government officials are at his beck and call at times.]

[If you're scared...]

[No.]

[I must sue Huo Yuan Jia...]

[to avenge my master!]

Very well, Huo Yuan Jia.

True enough, you're in cahoots with the government officials.

It was you who poisoned my master.

But you're pointing the finger at me!

I can't count on this corrupt official to do me justice!

I'm going to kill you to avenge my master!

Chen Zhen!

-Master. -Huo Yuan Jia!

Just you wait!

Even if I become a ghost,

I'm going to make you pay for it!

Throw him into jail!

Right, he knows martial arts.

He has very strong legs. Put leg shackles on him!

Chain him up with huge leg irons!

No way.

We can't just leave.

Chen Zhen would never harm his master.

The murderer is someone else.

Master, are we going to deal with it?

Yuan Jia.

It's the Songjiang Office's job to catch the murderer.

It has nothing to do with us.

Huo, I'm at best a qualified forensic doctor.

We're no detectives.

From what I see, the magistrate...

isn't going to catch the real murderer.

Huo Yuan Jia.

Here's a piece of advice for you.

Let things drift if they do not affect you personally.

That's right.

If Mr Rong hadn't asked Mr Zuo to come to your rescue,

your life would be at stake.

It's best to get out of this place of trouble.

That's right, Master.

After you were taken,

Grandmother got so worried and passed out.

She can't see things now.

-What? My mother... -Let's go home.

-Grandmother and Madam are worried sick. -All right.

No way.

Chen Zhen has been imprisoned.

Who's going to make the funeral arrangement for Mr Sun?

Huo, wasn't Sun Wu Ji your enemy?

Why bother about him?

Federer.

This is something you can't make heads or tails of.

Yuan Jia.

I get you.

How about this?

You can return to Shanghai.

Put your mother and your wife's mind to rest.

I'll stay and make the funeral arrangement for Sun Wu Ji.

I got it covered.

No.

Sun Wu Ji was an elder in the world of martial arts.

He and I became friends through martial arts...

and we had a great time together.

In our hearts,

we had developed a close friendship.

As a junior in the world of martial arts,

I must personally make the funeral arrangement for him.

Master.

Zhen Sheng, he has made up his mind.

There's no way we can stop him.

Uncle Zuo.

Please go to Elite Martial Arts...

when you're back in Shanghai and let them know that all is well.

All right.

Federer.

I'll stay with Yuan Jia...

to avoid unnecessary trouble. How about you?

This is a beautiful place.

There's a nice alcohol fragrance in the air.

I'm drooling already.

I'll stay too.

Well, guys.

I shall take my leave now.

Thank you, Uncle Zuo.

Please relay a message to Mr Rong.

I'll personally pay him a visit to thank him for his help.

Sure.

Yuan Jia.

Where are you going?

Let's pay homage to Mr Sun first.

We'll make the funeral arrangement later.

Why are you still following us?

Huo Yuan Jia is making the funeral arrangement for Mr Sun.

That's a good story.

Story?

Don't write it.

Can't you see that my master is suffering? You can't write it.

Besides, my master isn't interested to be on the news.

Look.

Liu Zhen Sheng.

I was the one who found the broken piece of the bowl.

That is the material evidence which proved Huo Yuan Jia's innocence.

I'm your saviour.

Shouldn't you be grateful to me?

Besides, it's fine if you aren't.

But you shouldn't raise your voice to me.

Or glare at me!

Otherwise, that makes you an ungrateful brat.

I'm not familiar with this place.

You should look out for me instead.

Right.

-Which inn are you staying at? -Why?

Get me a room.

I don't have money.

Consider it your treat.

Let me out!

Let me out!

Let me out!

[Respect. Martial Art Master. Divine Master of Wine]

Guys, let's do it.

It's fine.

Yuan Jia.

Let them do it. You should rest.

Send them back.

I don't need any helpers.

You kept watch beside his coffin.

You haven't slept in three days.

You have done right by him.

Everyone.

The one we're laying to rest today...

was a well-known warrior.

I hope I can shovel the soil onto the casket...

all by myself.

[The Master of Martial Arts, Sun Wu Ji's tomb]

What are you doing?

Why didn't your master say anything?

He's in grief now.

What's there to say?

How am I to write the article if he doesn't say anything?

What's there to write?

You're glaring at me again.

Have you forgotten what I said?

Why are you staring into space?

I didn't see you during dinner.

Huo Yuan Jia didn't eat either.

My master is mourning for Sun Wu Ji.

-And you? -I...

I have a good story.

But there's nowhere to publish it.

You've finished writing the article on my master?

That's easy. Just publish it on Haishang Newspaper.

I've forgotten.

You were fired.

That Chief Editor Cao, who loves to make things up...

will surely not publish your article.

No, you don't have to rely on him.

Didn’t you say...

that you were a special writer for the four major newspapers in Shanghai?

Liu Zhen Sheng.

Are you playing dumb?

I made that up to fool the magistrate off.

I did that to draw his attention to Huo Yuan Jia's case.

-You actually believed it? -It wasn't true?

Of course not.

There are so many newspapers agencies in Shanghai.

But none is willing to hire a female reporter.

Otherwise, why would I work at a lousy agency like Haishang Newspaper?

Honestly,

is it because you're too dumb and couldn't write a good article?

That's why they refused to hire you.

Nonsense!

This is the article that I wrote in the past three days.

Read it for yourself.

I didn't expect...

a little girl like you would know...

what the world of martial arts...

and a sense of camaraderie is.

What did you call me?

I forgot.

I should call you Ms He Ma Li.

Your article is very well-written.

I should be calling you Mr He Ma instead.

If this gets published in the newspaper,

it can surely clear my master's name...

and restore righteousness of the world of martial arts.

Mr Rong.

Huo Yuan Jia has taken care of the situation in Songjiang.

He'll be back in Shanghai tomorrow.

He used to dwell in the world of wanderers.

He'll pay you a visit to thank you after he gets back here.

I don't give a dime.

Uncle Zuo.

I've been doing some thinking.

You said Huo Yuan Jia is a talent.

But he was almost destroyed by the tabloid.

That's right.

Cao Da Ren of Haishang Newspaper is a real heel.

Someone like that shouldn't even exist in the world.

Why don't we toss him into the river?

He's just a mischief-maker.

Don't let him pollute the Huangpu River.

But recently, the sales of newspapers has gone up.

If this person...

continues to run Haishang Newspaper,

his fake news...

will cause pandemonium to reign in Shanghai.

That's not a good thing.

That's easy.

Zuo.

Is any of my students in the newspaper industry?

About that.

There isn't any.

That's why I said.

Talent is rare.

I just recalled.

But it's a shame.

She's a woman.

A woman?

What's wrong with women?

Huo Yuan Jia's wife is a woman.

But she's an educated person.

I have the utmost respect for her.

Since you have said that,

I'll get it done then.

Chief Editor.

Chief Editor Cao.

It's time to finalise the articles.

Have you decided on the headline?

Yes, I'm waiting for your confirmation.

Everyone.

Please hand over your articles.

-Chief Editor. -Chief Editor.

-This is mine. -This is mine.

-Look. -This is mine.

This is good.

"The disciples of Elite Martial Arts broke into the jail to save their master."

"All have been wiped out."

"The magistrate of Songjiang sentenced Huo to death."

If this gets published,

it's going to sell.

That's right.

-Yes. -Did you write this?

It was me, Chief Editor.

Sure enough. The older, the wiser.

I'm surprised you could come up with this.

You wouldn't let us go home to sleep.

This is...

It's all thanks to you.

What?

I was wrong.

You taught us well.

Yes, you taught us well.

This makes our newspaper worth reading.

Look. Songjiang is so close to Shanghai.

The bandits ran rampant and broke into jail.

Everyone will buy the newspaper to keep themselves up to date, right?

-Right? -Yes.

Send it to the printing factory.

Print an additional 2,000 copies as compared to yesterday.

Chief Editor.

But what if Huo Yuan Jia didn't get executed?

-That's right. -That's right.

What does it have to do with you?

Just make sure tomorrow's paper is going to sell.

-You're right. -Go now!

What are you doing?

Sirs.

What brings you here so late at night?

Who is Cao Da Ren?

It's me.

Mr Rong would like to treat you to supper.

Who?

Mr Rong.

Which Mr Rong?

Is there another Mr Rong in Shanghai?

It's an honour.

Chief Editor Cao.

This way, please.

Uncle Zuo, here he is.

Let's go.

Please.

All right.

Where are we going for supper?

Stop.

Aren't we going to have supper?

You...

are not Mr Rong.

I've met Mr Rong before.

He said he wanted to treat me to supper.

Where are we going to eat?

Do you like to eat fish?

Yes.

Help!

Help!

Is the fish in the Suzhou River delicious?

I haven't gotten a chance to. I merely swallowed the water.

Throw him down again.

Please spare my life.

Mr Rong, please spare my life.

Mr Rong, please spare my life.

Please spare my life!

You recalled who's Mr Rong now?

Mr Rong taught you a lesson...

at the doorstep of Elite Martial Arts...

and told you to stop making up stories.

Why didn't you remember?

It's my fault.

I won't make up stories anymore.

It's too late.

Mr Rong doesn't trust you anymore.

No, I...

I dare not do it anymore.

Just spare me this once.

Mr Rong can have the newspaper agency.

Please spare my life.

Jin Sun.

What is it, Yuan Jia?

Come with me.

Jin Sun.

-Could you make another trip to Songjiang? -Why?

The magistrate of Songjiang is muddle-headed.

I'm worried...

he'll make the wrong ruling.

-I'm worried he might execute Chen Zhen. -He?

Serves him right.

Why would you say that?

All of this wouldn't have happened if he hadn't posted on the newspaper.

Elite Martial Arts has finally got a foothold in Shanghai.

He almost ruined it.

He's just a kid.

Besides, he's a talented martial artist.

Among my disciples, Da You is the most skilful one.

But at best, he would only be equal with Chen Zhen.

But in terms of talent,

Chen Zhen is way more talented than Da You.

What do you mean?

Mr Sun Wu Ji was an eccentric man.

There are rumours that he never accepts disciples.

No one has heard of Chen Zhen.

But I'm afraid he's Mr Sun Wu Ji's only disciple.

Chen Zhen is a kind and obedient person.

He sees everything as black and white.

He has a bright future ahead of him.

Jin Sun, make another trip to Songjiang...

and try to pull some strings to save Chen Zhen.

But...

what if Chen Zhen really did poison Sun Wu Ji?

It's impossible.

I could see it very clearly from Chen Zhen's eyes.

Jin Sun.

I'm begging you.

All right then.

Thank you.

No thanks are necessary between us.

[Longping Pier]

Uncle Zuo.

-Uncle Zuo. -What a coincidence.

Why are you here as well?

Coincidence?

I'm here to pick you up.

You're flattering me.

I have always preferred to walk.

Besides, I was put behind bars for a few days.

I would prefer to do more walking.

I was afraid you couldn't find the place.

You must be kidding me.

It's my first time here in Shanghai.

But I can still find my way to the Elite Martial Arts.

That means...

I came here for nothing?

Well...

Federer is my friend.

He's here in Shanghai.

I should play host to him.

But I'm in a hurry to go home.

Well, Uncle Zuo, could you help to send Mr Federer?

Federer, if it weren't for you,

I would have died in Songjiang.

Let Uncle Zuo send you today.

I'll send my men to get you after I've settled down.

Let's drink our fill at Elite Martial Arts as a token of gratitude.

How about that?

There's no need to send me.

Since Uncle Zuo is here,

it's disrespectful to him if we don't take the ride.

Right, Uncle Zuo?

Well, I won't stand on ceremony then.

It's such a pretty ride.

I couldn't wait to take a ride on it.

Mr Federer, I'm sorry.

I have no time to send you.

Let's go.

Huo, he's mad.

That's right.

Zhen Sheng.

Did I say something wrong?

No.

Master.

Uncle Zuo is acting a little weird today.

Ignore him. Let's go home.

That's not the way.

Mr Rong is my saviour.

Uncle Zuo purposely took a trip to Songjiang because of me.

I must have said something wrong just now.

I'll apologise to him when I visit Mr Rong.

-But Federer... -Master.

I'll get the rickshaw puller to send him back.

That's a good idea.

Ms He.

I can go by myself.

See you.

Mr Zuo.

How can I help you?

I'm acting under Mr Rong's order...

to respectfully invite you...

to be the chief editor of Haishang Newspaper.

What?

Stop kidding me.

Cao Da Ren has sold his newspaper agency to Mr Rong.

Mr Rong admires your talent...

and would like to have you to be the chief editor...

[Letter of appointment]

and take charge of the Haishang Newspaper.

[Ms He Ma Li is specially appointed as the Chief Editor of Haishang Newspaper.]

This way, please.

I'll send you to the newspaper agency.

[Haishang Newspaper]

Mrs He Ma.

I have already made the announcement...

that you'll be the chief editor of Haishang Newspaper.

Everyone welcomes you with an open heart.

-Welcome! -Welcome!

Welcome, Chief Editor He.

-Welcome. -As to who...

gets to stay...

and who has to go,

you get to call the shots.

About that...

-Chief Editor He. -Chief Editor He.

-Chief Editor He. -Chief Editor He.

[Elite Martial Arts]

[Exalt Our Martial Arts]

Four.

-Master! -Master!

-Master! -Master, you're back!

-Master! -Master, you're back!

Master.

You're back.

-Master! -Master!

Get up, Da You.

Everyone, get up.

Master.

We were just discussing it earlier...

that if you still hadn't come back,

we would break into the jail in Songjiang.

Da You.

Don't ever say such a thing again.

Have you forgotten our purpose of setting up Elite Martial Arts?

Everyone.

While I was gone,

you continued to practise martial arts.

I'm very pleased with that.

But I couldn't teach you myself.

For that, I'm sorry.

Master, you've overstated the case.

Master, don't say that.

Master, what matters is that you're back.

Yes, it's all that matters.

Hurry.

Hurry.

Help me up.

Mother.

-Mother, easy. -My son is back.

Easy.

-Be careful, Mother. -My son!

Where's my son?

Mother, slow down.

-Mother! -My son!

My son!

-My son. -Mother.

Your eyes.

It's all right.

It's just chronic ailment.

It's only a matter of time before I lose my eyesight.

What matters is that my son is back now.

-My son is back. -Mother.

I've made you worried again.

I've not been a good son. Forgive me.

Don't worry about that.

I have something to tell you.

I...

I would like to speak to you in private.

Mother.

I shall take my leave then.

I shall take my leave too.

Call me if you need anything.

Get up.

Mother, take a seat.

Here.

My son.

We have to leave Shanghai at once.

Mother, why is that?

All the government offices belong to the imperial government.

They are working together hand in glove.

You were thrown in jail again.

They'll surely find out that you killed Ying Si.

Leave at once.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to escape.

Mother, it was a mistake that I was put behind bars.

It has nothing to do with Ying Si.

That's impossible.

Sun Wu Ji was Ying Si's senior.

Don't think that I don't know.

You're on the news every day.

I'm afraid everyone knows you're in Shanghai now.

All your enemies...

will come and find you.

You're out in the open,

and they're hidden in the dark.

-That's bad news. -Mother.

Take my advice.

I may have lost my eyesight,

but I'm not senile.

Leave.

Take our family.

Let's live in seclusion.

Even if it means eating wild vegetables every day...

I'll have no complaints.

Mother.

I came to Shanghai to set up Elite Martial Arts...

with the ambition to rebuild the martial arts...

and create something new.

How can I give up so easily?

A real man should have an indomitable spirit.

I can't hide forever.

Ying Si was a man guilty of heinous crimes.

Even his senior, Sun Wu Ji...

thought that he was a man full of evil.

Besides, it's been two years now.

No one is looking into it anymore.

Yuan Jia.

You were never an obedient child since you were little.

Your father couldn't control you even with the rod.

I'll have to threaten you with death.

-Mother. -If you refuse to listen to me,

-I'll bang my head against the wall. -Mother.

Mother, stop.

Mother, listen to me.

Mother?

Mother!

People!

[Strictness]

My son.

Mother.

Mother.

-Leave. -Mother.

What do you want to say?

Mother refused to let Dr Federer attend to her.

Dr Federer.

I hope you understand.

Mother.

Leave.

I've gone to St. John's Hospital.

Two months ago, I received an invitation to be a doctor there.

As I expected,

the medical conditions there are very good.

I suggest checking your mother in for treatment.

Otherwise, her life will be in danger.

Don't worry.

I'll carry her there if it comes to that.

Yuan Jia, what are you trying to do?

I'm going to reason with Mother.

I'll get her to listen to the doctor and go to the hospital for treatment.

Mother is mad at you now.

She won't listen to anything you say.

What do we do?

Federer has said it.

Her life is in danger.

Mr Federer, please go back first.

I'll send my mother there tomorrow.

Huo.

I'm sure your wife has a way.

Trust her.

Father! Don't execute my father!

-Give me back my father! -Dong Jue, I'm here.

Don't be afraid.

You had a nightmare?

Yes.

Someone came to throw down the gauntlet to you in my dream.

You killed him.

The magistrate wanted to execute you.

Dong Jue.

Don't be afraid.

It was just a dream.

I've promised your grandmother...

that I would never fight again.

Don't worry.

Father, pinky swear.

All right. Pinky swear.

Cross your heart, hope to die.

All right.

Feel at ease now?

Sleep now.

Father, I'll tell you a secret.

What is it?

When you weren't around,

I woke up at night...

and saw Mother crying.

She told my little brother in her belly...

that our father wasn't coming back.

She was talking gibberish and pulling your leg.

Don't believe it.

Sleep now.

I'll keep you company.

[Uphold Justice]

Who's there?

Your daughter-in-law, Wang.

I don't need you to accompany me when I sleep.

I'm not. I'm waiting for you.

What for?

I'm waiting for you to wake up,

and I'll send you to the hospital.

I won't go to the hospital run by the Westerners.

Don't make me angry, can you?

I dare not.

I'll just wait for you then.

When I recalled the evil deeds of the Westerners,

I could feel so much hatred in me.

How would I possibly go to their hospital?

They aren't the same people.

Have you forgotten?

Back in Tianjin,

Federer helped Yuan Jia to kick his drug addiction.

Zhen Sheng said...

if Federer hadn't kept the magistrate under control back in Songjiang,

Yuan Jia wouldn't be released so quickly.

There's nothing you can say to change my mind.

Go to bed now.

It's no rush.

When you figure it out,

I'll go to bed.

It's up to you then. I'm tired.

You thought I'm holding a grudge against the Westerners.

But I'm actually mad at myself for being a failure.

Even my son wouldn't listen to me.

Yuan Jia is a very filial son.

How could he possibly not listen to you?

I told him...

He just wouldn't listen to me.

You wanted Yuan Jia to leave Shanghai...

and hide in seclusion to flee from calamity.

That's right.

As matters stand,

he's going to die if he doesn't do that.

Mother.

If Yuan Jia was willing to be a man of no aspirations...

he wouldn't have got himself into all these troubles.

Look at you.

Your husband always gets into trouble.

Yet, you're still sticking up for him.

My husband...

is the man that you gave birth to.

I heard he was weak when he was young.

You and father-in-law wouldn't let him do martial arts.

In the end,

did you manage to stop him?

Don't try to get under my nerves.

I'm going to sleep.