Qiu Wen changed her clothes and walked out with the joy of celebrating a holiday.
"Master, please accept my bow." Qiu Wen respectfully knelt on both knees, ready to pay her respects.
"Master, your great kindness and virtue to Wenwen, we will never forget. Please accept my bow as well." Lu Xuehong followed and also prepared to kneel.
Qiu Wen and her ill-fated lover were immensely grateful to Ye Fan. Now, with their precarious situation and life hanging by a thread, meeting Ye Fan at this moment was truly a blessing. Qiu Wen had become so formidable, now capable of resolving difficult issues. To both women, Ye Fan was like a reborn parent, earning their heartfelt respect.
Ye Fan's figure flickered, disappearing from their sight. He refused their bows, sternly saying, "Get up, don't kneel to me."
"Oh!" The two women complied, not daring to disobey their master.
"In the future, don't kneel to anyone casually." Ye Fan earnestly advised.
