Top-tier Unruly Master

Ruoran had indeed a good comprehension. After Fan taught her the breathing exercises, she was able to master them right away. However, since her body was weak and she had only just begun to practice cultivation, she could only maintain the cross-legged breathing exercise for two hours before she started to falter.

Fan didn't insist on Ruoran continuing the exercises forcefully. For her, letting things take their natural course was best at this time. This was a period to lay the foundation of cultivation. Being too demanding could lead to the opposite of the desired result.

After making sure Ruoran was comfortably lying down, Fan refrained from any further intimate gestures.

If he were to deflower Ruoran now, her future path of cultivation would become even more arduous. The only thing to do was to wait until Ruoran had reached the Fifth Level of Qi Cultivation, and then it might be possible to find a Cultivation Technique to practice Dual Cultivation.

Fan took care of Ruoran until she was lying down and waited until her breathing was even before he slowly left her room.

Taking advantage of this time, Fan went to the study to refine some Pills, including the newly acquired Shape-changing Grass to make some Disguise Pills. Besides that, since Ruoran's body was weak, he also needed to make some Medicine Pills to strengthen her physique.

With the Alchemy Furnace, the process of making Pills was much less troublesome for Fan. In just one night, he managed to refine three Disguise Pills.

When he lifted the lid of the Pill Furnace and the fragrance of the Medicine Pills wafted out, Fan felt a wave of satisfaction and pleasure.

As his cultivation continued to rise, he was now able to refine some Low Grade Pills like these.

For the next two days, Fan didn't leave the house. He confined himself to his room to refine Medicine Pills. During these two days, he managed to refine several substantial Medicine Pills. With the Pills Fan refined, Ruoran's body was fundamentally improved. Already as beautiful as a goddess, Ruoran became even more ethereal after purging the impurities from her body.

Besides, Ruoran continued to practice the breathing exercises as instructed by Fan these past two days...

In this way, life was serene and heartwarming.

One morning, just after Ruoran had finished preparing breakfast, Manshu hurried over.

Fan was somewhat surprised. Since the last assassination attempt on Manshu, he hadn't been in contact with her.

Ruoran was already busy inviting Manshu to sit down.

Manshu had met Ruoran before at the law firm. However, Ruoran now seemed nothing like the wilted figure she had been on that day. Now, Ruoran was radiant and healthy. Manshu herself was a beauty second to none, but upon seeing Ruoran, she couldn't help feeling ashamed of her own appearance.

It was known that although Manshu wasn't arrogant or domineering, she had the pride of nobility. To have someone like Ruoran that could make her feel this way was a first.

"Have you eaten? If not, you might want to try Ruoran's cooking," Fan said to Manshu.

"Miss Qin, I'll get you another set of utensils..." Ruoran said as she went to prepare Manshu's utensils.

Manshu, as the general manager of Qin's Group, had a talent for understanding people.

Manshu could see that Ruoran truly cared for and admired Fan. Such a great beauty as Ruoran, sought after by many, devoted herself wholeheartedly to Fan...

Manshu couldn't help but feel that Fan had exceptional luck with women. Just a few days ago at the cafe, wasn't there a pretty girl named Zhen Xiang looking for him? Women of beauty were clearly not lacking by his side...

Then, Manshu thought of Su Maner from Dongcheng. At that time, Su Maner even suspected that Fan was an expert at playing with women's hearts...

"Did you come to see me so early for something?" Fan asked, glancing at the lost-in-thought Manshu.

Manshu came back to herself and said, "I couldn't get through on your phone, so I had to come in person."

Fan's mobile phone was always inside his storage ring, which couldn't receive external phone signals, making it truly difficult for others to get in touch with him.

Seeing Manshu had something to discuss with Fan, Ruoran quietly set the utensils down in front of her and then proceeded to tidy up things around the house.

After thanking Ruoran, Manshu continued, "Brother Fan, the Qin's Group branch company in Dancheng will soon reopen, and my grandfather hopes you can take the role of general manager of the Dancheng Qin's Group branch."

Fan was startled, "I'm just idling my time away. Such a big company is not for me..."

Manshu didn't wait for Fan to finish and said, "Brother Fan, my grandfather means to transfer the ownership of the branch company to you. You can operate as an independent entity or you can choose to continue under the umbrella of Qin's Group..."

Even if Fan was slow-witted, he now fully understood what was happening. The ownership of the company was to be given to him, and whether he operated independently or continued to rely on Qin's Group, wasn't this tantamount to gifting the Tongcheng branch to him?

Previously, Fan had used three Pills to cure Old Master Qin and had rescued Manshu from an assassin. It seemed that Qin's Group was presenting this gift to express gratitude for his life-saving deeds.

Such grand gestures could perhaps only come from the Yanjing Qin's Group.

After pondering for a moment, actually, considering Fan's deeds of saving Old Master Qin and Manshu, giving him a company was indeed not asking for too much.

"Alright," Fan said indifferently.

Qin Manshu didn't expect Ding Fan to agree so easily; previously, Old Master Qin had mentioned that Ding Fan was an extraordinary person and might not even want the company. Qin Manshu had prepared some arguments to persuade Ding Fan, yet she didn't expect him to answer so decisively.

Actually, Ding Fan had his own plans.

Now that Zhou Ruoran was cultivating alongside him, they at least needed a base, a place to settle down. Even if the company from Old Master Qin was offered to him, Ding Fan would still have to find a place of their own.

Now that the Qin family had offered him the company, it saved Ding Fan a lot of trouble, but of course, he wouldn't just take the Qin's Group company like that. Once he and Ruoran reached the Embryonic Breathing phase, he would naturally return the company to the Qin family, intact.

"However, I think the company should still remain under the umbrella of the Qin's Group," Ding Fan said.

Qin Manshu nodded. "Brother Fan, tonight there's a cocktail party for the inauguration of the Tongcheng Branch Company of the Qin's Group. As the CEO of the company, you should at least attend," she said.

Ding Fan nodded. Before this, Qin Manshu had mentioned attending a cocktail party with him. Now that he was in charge of Dancheng's Qin's Group as the general manager, his attendance was necessary.

"I'll arrange for someone to handle the handover procedures for the company. I'll come to pick you up early tonight..."

Qin Manshu nodded again. "Alright, we'll see each other tonight then."

...

At this moment, within the garden of the Qin Family Villa in Dancheng. Old Master Qin was slowly practicing Tai Chi in the yard.

Qin Manshu parked her car to one side and then stood quietly next to Old Master Qin without intending to disturb him.

After completing a set of Tai Chi, Old Master Qin's forehead finally showed traces of sweat. He slowly finished with a closing form, and a servant was already there to hand him a towel.

"Grandfather, Brother Fan has agreed," she said.

Upon hearing the news, a smile unexpectedly appeared on Old Master Qin's face. "Oh? He really agreed."

Qin Manshu, somewhat amused, nodded. "Grandfather, we're giving away our property, and you seem so pleased about it."

Old Master Qin chuckled. "Manshu, what kind of person do you think Ding Fan is?" he asked.

Qin Manshu pondered. "A very mysterious person, and very capable... Oh, and he's someone with a lot of beautiful women around him."

"Beauties love heroes," Old Master Qin said as he sat down on a wicker chair.

At that moment, Qin Manshu very sensibly handed over a purple sand pot.

"A reclusive expert who can cure diseases that specialists can't with just a few pills—can I describe him like that?" Old Master Qin said.

Qin Manshu nodded slightly. Wasn't it just a few pills from Ding Fan that had cured Old Master Qin originally?

Old Master Qin continued, "Do you know how those who attempted to assassinate you died?"

Qin Manshu shook her head slightly.

A serious expression crossed Old Master Qin's face. "They were all killed by iron nails shot through their brows…"

Hearing this, Qin Manshu's eyes widened, her face unable to hide her surprise. Ordinary iron nails managed to penetrate skulls—such power, such precision...

Even Qin Manshu, who was not well-versed in martial arts, couldn't help but feel deep admiration at that moment.

Although Ding Fan had given all the credit to a police officer, Old Master Qin had still conducted his own investigation.

"Moreover, according to what I've learned, the Yanjing Royal Family's attempts to assassinate Ding Fan failed numerous times. After several attempts, professional assassins and ancient martial arts masters have suffered heavy losses... From my lifelong experience in judging people, I see this young man's ambition as boundless, his presence extraordinary.

Given time, I believe that Ding Fan's achievements will surpass mine..."

Qin Manshu was just staring blankly at Old Master Qin.

Old Master Qin, a veteran of many campaigns, sparing such high praise for someone was extremely rare.

He went on, "Ding Fan is a man who values loyalty. By lending him a hand while he is still unestablished, we can expect that when he soars high one day, he will surely look back and extend a hand to us. The Qin family is facing challenging times, and who knows, we may need Ding Fan's assistance with many things in the future..."

Qin Manshu nodded, convinced. She finally understood why her grandfather would give a company to Ding Fan.

What Old Master Qin did was with the hope that when Ding Fan soared high one day, he would not forget the past kindness...

"Grandfather, I understand," Qin Manshu said earnestly.