Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 256 - One Hundred Ninety-Eight: The Meeting Gift

Chapter 256: Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Eight: The Meeting Gift

Women visiting brothels in Dayan is not uncommon, but this woman clearly did not look like someone immersed in such pleasures.

Moreover, Qifeng Pavilion was now deserted, with all the patrons who could flee having done so amid the fight between Great Grandmasters.

Yet in the midst of the silent ruins, a woman in a bright red robe slowly walked towards the two men step by step.

The Finger-Circling Soft Sword danced casually at her fingertips, creating a series of beautiful arcs as streaks of cold light slashed through the air.

She stepped on the rubble without making a sound, her long robe trailing on the ground, like a blood rose from the other shore.

Like a ghost, like an exiled fairy.

Just as the hall had been in chaos just moments ago, she remained unseen, and even as she gently plucked the strings of a zither, no one noticed her.

Including the Saint’s Remnant Soul.

Xu Yuan was pondering whether to reveal the Saint’s Remnant Soul and make a direct run for it.

Situations like the present one had only occurred three times.

Once was Lou Ji, once was Tianyan, and the last time was Xu Changge.

As Xu Yuan and Li Junqing continued to retreat, Steward Hou couldn’t hold back any longer, and mustering up the courage despite the pressure, he took a step forward and said with a bow:

"My master is none other than the current..."

Before he could finish his words, a flash of red passed by, Steward Hou’s face contorted, and with a "bang," he was sent flying, creating a deep crater in the floor of the hall.

The woman in red withdrew her sleeves and softly spat out two words:

"Clamor."

Seeing this scene,

Xu Yuan didn’t move, nor did Li Junqing.

Steward Hou didn’t make a sound, probably not playing dead.

It was now confirmed that this woman’s cultivation was at least Second Grade or above; they were both useless in this situation.

The silence of the hall spread with the woman’s paced steps.

Xu Yuan’s expression was like still water as he thought to himself:

"Old Man Luo, Old Man Luo, can we run?"

"Don’t even think about it."

The Saint’s Remnant Soul replied without hesitation, "This woman is on the same level as your No. 3 sweetheart."

No. 3...

Xu Yuan wanted to make a retort, but he held it back. Meanwhile, during his private exchange with the Saint’s Remnant Soul, the Third Prince by his side had already taken a step forward.

Xu Yuan’s heart sank.

Li Junqing bowed and spoke sincerely:

"Fairy, I have something to say."

The woman in the red robe stopped three meters in front of the two, her phoenix eyes quietly fixed on the Prince who spoke.

Without hesitation, the Third Prince spoke softly:

"If the Fairy is here for those six million Silver Taels, I am willing to return them to you, but my brother has nothing to do with this. I earnestly ask you to spare him."

The woman in red, her face hidden beneath the veil leaving her expression unclear, did not speak, but the Finger-Circling Soft Sword on her fingertips stumbled:

"I am here for him."

The one indicated by the blade was Xu Yuan.

"....." Xu Yuan.

"....."

Li Junqing was stunned for a moment and exhaled as if relieved, then smiled and said:

"It seems it was all a misunderstanding. Since that’s the case, Fairy, please continue. I, the Prince..."

"Snap."

"......."

Li Junqing felt his wrist being grabbed, his heart sinking.

Holding Li Junqing’s wrist, Xu Yuan looked at the woman in red, his voice sincere and punctuating every word:

"The Third Prince and I share a life-and-death bond, and he commands the Shadow Guard. Should anything happen to me, once he returns to the Imperial City, he will certainly not let you off lightly."

"...." Li Junqing slowly turned his head to look at Xu Yuan.

"...." Xu Yuan gave him a sheepish smile.

The woman in red continuously twirled the slender sword at her fingertips:

"What do you mean by ’not letting me off lightly’?"

Xu Yuan quickly responded, pointing to Chu Jingyi who had been nailed to the ground:

"You can see what happened to her."

The woman in red curled the corner of her lips, her gaze landing on Li Junqing:

"Is that so? You did seem to say earlier that he is your brother."

The Third Prince took a deep breath, his eyes serious and his tone grave:

"Indeed, I share a life-and-death bond with Brother Zhou, but one matter has its own reason.

"If the Fairy strikes against this brother, it is vengeance, but if you let me go, it is grace. Offsetting vengeance and grace, we owe nothing to each other."

"...."

Silence.

The woman in red listened and fell silent, then after a moment said, "You... are very good at reckoning."

The Third Prince smiled slightly, his words respectful:

"Fairy, you flatter me."

The sword in the woman’s hand lifted slightly, ushering them away:

"Take your servant and leave."

At her words, the Third Prince turned to leave, but Xu Yuan did not let go of his hand.

"...."

Li Junqing turned back, his eyes sad, hesitating, while also placing his other hand on Xu Yuan’s, prying his fingers open one by one.

Afterward,

"Sigh..."

He sighed pitifully, turned, and without looking back, jumped over the railing and disappeared...

For a while inside the hall, there was a speechless silence, a profound stillness.

The woman in red did not immediately act, instead sizing up Xu Yuan with those phoenix eyes.

After a long silence, Xu Yuan, unable to remain patient, spoke up in a low voice:

"Ahem, sister, what business do you have with me?"

"......"

On hearing the word "sister," the woman’s expression beneath the red veil seemed to shift, but Xu Yuan could not see clearly.

Taking a deep breath,

The woman in red casually turned around and walked towards the table where she had been sitting before, and while walking, she reminded:

"Don’t think of using that thing in your chest to escape, follow me."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan instantly dismissed the idea of escaping with the Saint’s Remnant Soul and silently followed the woman.

The woman in red sat down at the table she had previously been at and pointed to the seat opposite:

"Sit."

Xu Yuan sat down and smiled, about to speak, but then saw the woman opposite him directly remove her veil.

Three thousand strands of hair fluttered in the wind, her phoenix eyes and delicate nose above crimson lips like pearls, as if a fairy had descended to earth.