Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 1136 - 711 Changes_2

Chapter 1136: Chapter 711 Changes_2

The butler in the black robe bowed his head, his lips twitching slightly, and quickly said:

"B-but the three of them are holding your token."

"....."

A gentle breeze after the rain caressed the bamboo forest, rustling softly.

Xu Changge’s green robe fluttered slightly as he turned around and asked:

"Holding my token?"

"Uh...yes."

The black-robed butler cautiously glanced at him and whispered:

"One token from the Prime Minister’s Mansion, one from yours."

Xu Changge fell silent for a moment, sighed lightly, and said:

"Where are they?"

"Jiuwen Pavilion, Second Ground Pavilion."

"..."

A gust of wind passed, and the figure in the green robe disappeared.

Standing atop the pavilion, a figure clad in green gazed down at the courtyard below, where three youths were conversing. Xu’s brows furrowed slightly.

A cold-faced youth dressed in white.

A spirited girl in battle attire excitedly taking in the courtyard.

A listless girl in a hemp robe.

The hemp-robed girl lay sprawled across the stone table in the courtyard, her face concealed under a black hood, tilting her head towards the white-clad youth beside her, speaking softly:

"Little brother... Sister wants to go home...."

Feng Xianru glanced at his elder sister and said softly:

"Sister, you’ve already said that seven times today."

The hemp-robed girl replied weakly:

"But... Sister really wants to go home... This place is so scary."

Feng Xianru no longer looked at his elder sister but stared at the direction of the Sword Pavilion, his calm eyes filled with anticipation:

"We must first take Fang Ming to meet the Family Head."

The hemp-robed girl lazily propped herself up and complained:

"Three days... If the Family Head wanted to see us, he’d have done so by now..."

"Sister."

Feng Xianru interrupted her complaints.

The Prime Minister Mansion was no Feng Family Ancestral Land.

From the gates of the mansion to their guest quarters, they had already encountered dozens of people whose auras were unfathomable.

Such disrespectful remarks, if overheard, could not end well.

The hemp-robed girl pursed her lips and lay back down.

Beside her, the battle-clad girl gently poked her and spoke softly:

"Sister Xunhua, apologies....."

Feng Xunhua glanced sideways at the young girl, lifted her hand, and pressed it against Fang Ming’s head, rubbing it. She said nothing more.

Fang Ming carefully approached Feng Xianru and sat down beside him, speaking softly:

"Feng Xianru, did you really see the Eldest Young Master return to the capital?"

Feng Xianru nodded confidently and placed a token on the table:

"The giant eagle... cough, the token we used to enter the city was given to me by the Eldest Young Master."

"...." Xu Changge.

Fang Ming lowered her gaze and fiddled with the Eldest Young Master’s token, which Xu Yuan had given her earlier, and said softly:

"Then Eldest Young Master... must have his reasons."

Two tokens, one for entering Di’an and the other for entering the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

"....." Xu Changge.

After a brief silence, his figure descended gracefully.

"I will take you to see him."

A sudden, unfamiliar male voice sounded beside the three.

Feng Xianru immediately stood up, turned around, and placed his hand on the sword at his waist.

Fang Ming stared dazedly at the unexpected man, who seemed like an Exiled Immortal.

Feng Xunhua lazily turned her head to glance at the man before lying back down, pulling her hood even tighter.

Feng Xianru looked at the stranger, whose face resembled both the Eldest Young Master and the Family Head. Sensing his unfathomable aura, Feng Xianru slowly released his grip on the sword and frowned:

"Who might you be?"

"....."

Xu Changge had no intention of answering and turned to leave directly.

Though faintly irritated, Feng Xianru held back, considering the disparity in strength and status. Silently, he followed.

After walking a few steps, he realized his lazy sister and the fool were still standing motionless.

His eye twitched slightly, and he whispered:

"What are you standing there for? Let’s go!"

"!"

Fang Ming was startled and quickly grabbed the slothful girl begrudgingly to follow, all the while curiously sizing up the man who resembled Feng Xianru in disposition.

She thought the man might be the Eldest Young Master’s brother.

But his face seemed older than the Eldest Young Master...

Could he be the Family Head?

With this thought, Fang Ming’s wide eyes grew round. She instinctively wanted to share her findings with Feng Xianru but refrained out of caution.

The man’s cold and aloof temperament was utterly intimidating.....

As they walked, Fang Ming heard the servants and Guest Elders on the way addressing the green-robed man formally. She couldn’t hold back anymore and asked:

"You... You are the Eldest Young Master, then... then who is the Eldest Young Master?"

"...."

Xu Changge glanced at the young girl, his deep black eyes calm and unfathomable.

Fang Ming shivered, shrinking to the side.

"Token."

Fang Ming timidly stepped forward and handed it over with both hands.

Xu Changge took the token, placed it in his Sumeru Ring, and asked lightly:

"Why did you come to the capital?"

Feng Xianru, understanding the context, responded respectfully:

"Replying to Eldest Young Master, Third Young Master once....."

"Did I ask you?"

"...." Feng Xianru.

Xu Changge glanced at the attire on the boy’s body, which resembled that of his uncle, and shook his head:

"The dressing and demeanor are alike, but the strength... lacking."

"...."

Feng Xianru’s face flushed red, and he turned his gaze elsewhere.

He should have... should have worn something different.

Xu Changge shifted his focus to the young girl before him.

Fang Ming bowed her head, her flushed face nervous, and hesitantly said:

"Re... replying to Eldest Young Master, I... I... came to seek treatment...."

"Treatment?"

Xu Changge raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashing with a thread of green light, murmuring softly:

"Yin-Yang Mysterious Pattern Body.... What exactly is Changtian plotting?"

"Changtian...?" Fang Ming raised her eyes, her beautiful pupils blinking.

"That’s... Third Young Master’s courtesy name."

The slothful girl beside her leisurely reminded.

Xu Changge, hearing this, finally turned his gaze upon the last young woman.

Feng Xunhua tilted her head, her jet-black eyes filled with perplexity:

"Eldest... Young Master?"

In an instant, their gazes met.

Xu Changge withdrew his gaze and said:

"The branch family produced a few geniuses, but their temperament... Ha, never mind."

The group remained silent as they walked until they reached a grand, seven-tiered pavilion.

The plaque atop the pavilion bore three dragon-like, snake-like characters.

"Mo Yin Pavilion."

The power center of the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

Looking at this hub of Guest Elders coming and going, among the three youngsters of the Feng Family branch, except for the slothful girl, awe filled their eyes.

Of the passersby, eight out of ten were stronger than a Grandmaster, with some possessing auras that even rivaled the Feng Family’s Great Elder.

Upon entering, these immensely powerful figures immediately stepped aside with solemn bows whenever they saw the green-robed man, yet he paid them no heed.

Finally, a white-haired elder emerged from the corridor ahead, surrounded by a group of people. Only then did the green-robed figure stop for the first time and nod in greeting:

"Mr. Hua."

Noticing this, the strong individuals and shopkeepers surrounding the elder promptly and tactfully bowed and left.

Hua Hong looked at Xu Changge and smiled: "Changge, I had thought you would come to help out these past few days with Changtian. That kid is completely swamped."

Xu Changge shook his head and said:

"If Changtian were truly in chaos, you’d already be scolding him directly, Mr. Hua."

"...."

Hua Hong paused briefly, then said curiously:

"Are you finally cracking jokes? Well, Changtian indeed handled things well, focusing on generating revenue and balancing everyone’s interests."

"That implies he’s already repaid the money he owed you."

"Hahaha..."

Hua Hong laughed heartily, his face radiant as he said: "In that regard, Changtian is much more considerate than you."

When Xu Changge was in charge of Mo Yin Pavilion, he was known for being domineering, demanding funds without hesitation.

Hua Hong’s response was succinct.

"No money. Only death."

Their constant clashes nearly led to physical fights within Mo Yin Pavilion many times.

Recalling these past events, Xu Changge shook his head quietly.

At this point, Hua Hong noticed the three youngsters behind Xu Changge and raised an eyebrow:

"Changge, these three young ones have impressive cultivation—where did you find them?"

Xu Changge didn’t conceal it, replying directly:

"Feng Family branch."

Upon hearing this, Hua Hong’s expression changed dramatically. His smile disappeared, replaced by sharp scrutiny:

"Feng Family branch... Here in Di’an? Who permitted this?"

"...."

The immense pressure made Feng Xianru’s breathing hitch.

Though he couldn’t pinpoint why, he could sense a blatant killing intent from this elder.

Xu Changge shifted slightly, shielding the three youths behind him, and said calmly:

"Changtian."

At those words, Hua Hong’s face immediately shifted once more. Rolling his eyes, he replied with a light-hearted smile:

"That kid isn’t afraid of history repeating itself with the Dragon Family affair. Nevermind, he must have his reasons."

"You’re taking these kids to meet Changtian?"

"Yes."

Xu Changge nodded, glancing up at the pavilion and asking:

"Is Changtian available now?"

Hua Hong hesitated briefly before replying softly:

"You might need to wait a bit—when I came out earlier, I happened to run into Lou Ji. That woman likely has things to report to Changtian."