Chapter 51: Chapter 48 Juanjuan’s Pride"Playing the rascal, are we?"

    Ye Fan felt quite frustrated inside. If he used the methods he did on Mole, he could definitely intimidate Qiu Wen and Lu Xuehong. But he couldn’t bring himself to bully two weak women, even if to others, these two were well-known big sisters in the criminal underworld.

    It was fortunate that Ye Fan was someone who was more receptive to softness than hardness, and moreover, he couldn’t raise a hand against women. This allowed Qiu Wen to succeed; otherwise, Ye Fan wouldn’t have indulged her so much. Holding onto his leg and forcibly begging to be his disciple—she was practically asking for the sky.

    "Master, as long as you accept me as your disciple, don’t even mention being a rascal, I’d even serve tea and pour water for you." Qiu Wen was quite persistent.

    "Master, please be merciful and accept Sister Dao as your disciple." Lu Xuehong pleaded pitifully. sea??h thё N?vel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Seeing Ye Juanjuan and the skinny girl about to kneel and beg too, Ye Fan hurriedly said, "Let go of my leg first."

    Ye Fan had no choice but to relent; he didn’t want Ye Juanjuan to follow this foolishness. But he had no intention of taking them as disciples. As soon as they let him go, he would find an opportunity to vanish. If he struggled, the two women couldn’t do anything to him. However, they were holding him so tightly, their chests pressed against his leg, he couldn’t bring himself to use force.

    "I won’t let go, just won’t. If you run off, where will I find you?" Qiu Wen held on even tighter, determined not to give up unless Ye Fan accepted her as his disciple. Her stubbornness was moving.

    "Do you think playing the rascal will leave me helpless? Ridiculous." Ye Fan smiled bitterly to himself. Who was he, and when had he ever been in such a predicament? He stretched out a finger and tapped the heads of the two women, hitting their pressure points, causing them to reflexively let go.

    In a flash, Ye Fan disappeared from the bar.

    Everyone stood there dumbfounded, hadn’t managed to block him before he vanished.

    "Master." Qiu Wen ran out, giving chase.

    A moment later, Qiu Wen came back dejected; Ye Fan was already long gone, and she couldn’t catch up.

    "Don’t be discouraged. At worst, I’ll die with you; I won’t let Zhang Fei disgrace you," Lu Xuehong consoled.

    "That’s the only way. I promised to protect you, but it seems I’m going to break my word. I can’t protect you anymore." Qiu Wen’s eyes dimmed. If they faced ordinary people, she could definitely protect herself and Lu Xuehong from being bullied, but encountering the Third Gang Leader of the Fierce Tiger Gang, she was powerless. With her abilities, how could she possibly fight Zhang Fei, that brute of a tiger?

    "Don’t say that. You’ve protected me for over four years now; it’s me who’s been a burden," Lu Xuehong self-deprecated.

    "Do we really need to be so formal between us? You’re right, at worst, we’ll die together; we’d have each other on the path to the Yellow Springs, so what’s there to fear?" Qiu Wen’s demeanor shifted, now filled with an unstoppable determination.

    The likes of Biaozi could only watch Sister Dao and Sister Hong in this state, unable to help and blaming themselves for their uselessness.

    Suddenly, Ye Fan appeared again, walking into the bar.

    "Master, you’ve come around! You’ve changed your mind and agreed to take me as your disciple." Qiu Wen’s eyes lit up with surprise, rushing towards Ye Fan like a rabbit.

    Ye Fan wasn’t here for Qiu Wen. With a swift movement, he left Qiu Wen behind and directly approached Ye Juanjuan, speaking softly, "Take out your phone and save my number. Call me if you need anything."

    "Oh!" Ye Juanjuan obediently took out her phone and handed it to Ye Fan.

    After saving his number, Ye Fan emphasized again, "Remember, don’t be a stranger. Call me if you run into trouble. Just you know my number; don’t tell anyone else."

    "Understood," Ye Juanjuan replied softly, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart. She firmly believed that Ye Fan was likely her brother. Even though Ye Fan shared nothing, she decided to find out for herself.

    "Master," Qiu Wen called out pitifully, blocking Ye Fan’s path.

    "Stop calling me that. If I’m not mistaken, you’re more than a year older than me. I want to live a few more years and don’t want to shorten my life," Ye Fan said before swiftly leaving the bar like the wind.

    You can tell a person’s age; Ye Fan naturally saw that Qiu Wen was older than him.

    Qiu Wen didn’t chase after him again; she knew her chances of catching up to Ye Fan were zero. So, she pinned her hopes of becoming a disciple on Ye Juanjuan, pulling her into a room.

    "Juanjuan, Sister Dao hasn’t been bad to our sisters, right? If any scumbag dared to bully you, I’d fight back without a word. Now Sister Dao has a request and hopes you can help me," Qiu Wen said earnestly to Ye Juanjuan.

    "Sister Dao, don’t say that. I’ll do my best to help in any way I can." Ye Juanjuan felt a bit flattered; Qiu Wen, Sister Dao, was like a heroine in her eyes, and now talking to her like this made her a little uneasy.

    Qiu Wen didn’t ask for the phone number; given that Ye Fan only gave his number to Ye Juanjuan and asked her not to pass it on, she didn’t want to make things difficult for Ye Juanjuan, and more importantly, she didn’t want to go against Ye Fan’s wishes.

    "You know where Master lives, right? Whether I can become a disciple and learn real skills depends on whether you’ll help me. I must find Master’s residence and sincerely earn his consent to accept me as a disciple," Qiu Wen asked.

    "Sister Dao, I’ve only met Ye Fan once before. I’d love to help you, but I really don’t know. All I know is that he seems to be close to the president of Chu Group," Ye Juanjuan revealed everything she knew.

    Qiu Wen was overjoyed, feeling she had found a treasure. Finding Ye Fan through the president of the Chu Group wouldn’t be difficult. As long as there was a clue, it would be much easier; knowing nothing would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.

    Just then, Lu Xuehong came in. The reason she hadn’t been with Qiu Wen and Ye Juanjuan immediately was that she had gone to gather information about Ye Juanjuan’s situation. From the skinny girl, Lu Xuehong learned some news about Ye Juanjuan’s family.

    "Juanjuan, take this card. It has 200,000 yuan in it, enough for your father’s surgery expenses. Don’t be a stranger with us. Whether Wenwen and I can be together largely depends on your help. Consider this money as your compensation. Just say a good word to Ye Fan to accept Wenwen as his disciple. Whether it works or not, the money is yours," Lu Xuehong stated politely.

    "This? I can’t take this money," Ye Juanjuan immediately refused.

    "Juanjuan, does our happiness mean less to you than 200,000 yuan, or do you look down on us?" Lu Xuehong muttered, feeling wronged.

    "Sister Hong, what are you saying?" Ye Juanjuan nervously said, "Alright, I promise to say good things on your behalf, okay? But I can’t take this money. I have hands and feet and don’t need anyone’s pity."

    After saying this, Ye Juanjuan turned and left.

    "Wenwen, what do you think?" Lu Xuehong looked bitter.

    "Honghong, she’s a smart woman. Knowing you wanted to give her money, would she accept it? Everyone has their own principles and pride. We’ve overstepped, investigating her family situation and already hurting her," Qiu Wen sighed.

    "Then what about becoming a disciple?" Lu Xuehong asked.

    "Don’t worry. Since she promised to say good things, she won’t go back on her word. Becoming a disciple depends on sincerity, and I absolutely want to be his disciple," Qiu Wen’s eyes were exceptionally resolute.