David spoke with lingering excitement in his eyes, "That day, your performance of 'Jasmine Flower' on stage really opened everyone's eyes. I really didn't expect that your Henriana culture had such beautiful ethnic music."

"Of course!"

Linda proudly raised her chin, "Our Henriana culture has a history of five thousand years. In ancient times, music was extremely prosperous, with many timeless masterpieces. It's just that previously they were played on traditional instruments, and people outside had little exposure to them, so they didn’t spread worldwide."

Understanding little about Henriana, David's eyes reflected a longing,

"After this training camp ends, I must definitely visit Henriana to experience your ethnic music. I feel it's truly magnificent."

"Okay."

Nancy nodded in agreement, "Music has no boundaries. Each instrument has existed for a long time. They haven’t been phased out because they each have their strengths. Perhaps, David, you might gain unexpected insights in Henriana."

"Hahaha..."

David laughed heartily, "Absolutely, I will go! Now, let's discuss the repertoire for your second public performance. Do you have any ideas?"

…

Three days later, in the hospital.

The old man had been moved from the ICU to a VIP ward. Having undergone surgery, his appearance was haggard, clearly indicating the heavy toll the surgery had taken on him.

A woman with short hair, yet possessing an extraordinary aura, sat next to his bed. Looking at the old man, she furrowed her brows in concern.

"Mr. Law, are you sure that girl knows how to tie a lover's knot?"

Despite his pale face showing no color, the old man’s eyes suddenly brightened at her question.

"Yes, yes..."

His voice was feeble, but the excitement in his tone was unmistakable.

She tilted her neck, somewhat incredulous, and pursed her lips as if contemplating something.

After a moment, she spoke again, "What does she look like?"

Mr. Law's lips moved, as he tried hard to recall the face from his memory. After a while, he awkwardly addressed the woman, "She's... very beautiful, young, and has a kind of pure, clean aura that makes her seem untainted and refreshing."

The woman's frown deepened, "Just beautiful? Doesn't she have any other distinguishing features? With your description, many people could fit the profile."

Mr. Law inhaled deeply, struggling to articulate, and suddenly something struck him. His demeanor immediately turned excited.

"Right... right! I remember, her husband swiped his card in my shop. There’s a record. With our family’s influence, it shouldn’t be hard to find her husband’s information."

The woman relaxed and stood up, patting Mr. Law's shoulder, "Okay. As long as we find that girl, I will petition the family to acknowledge your effort. You’ve just undergone surgery; you need to rest well. Leave the rest to me."

Mr. Law nodded contentedly, "I’ve lived for so many years, and finally, I've done something for the family. I hope my efforts can be credited to my son. Please look after him, my lord…”