"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.
