Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 544 - Three Hundred and Forty-Nine: What’s Your Name?

Chapter 544: Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Nine: What’s Your Name?

The conversation ended, and silence fell upon the corridor.

Seeing this quiet scene, Xu Yuan’s brows gradually furrowed.

If there was a soundproofing array inside the chamber, the people inside might not be able to hear the outside noise, but those left to guard outside should certainly be able to.

He had called them out by name, and yet there was no response?

With this thought, Xu Yuan also came to a realization.

Those guarding outside could hear but did not show themselves, which could only mean that they were acting on the Crown Prince’s instructions.

By ignoring him, just because he was merely at the Soul Condensation Realm, it was unlikely that he could find the chamber on his own.

They meant to delay until the secret meeting ended, to prevent his involvement.

However, if this was really the case, the actions of the Crown Prince’s companion were somewhat worthy of deeper contemplation.

Although the person he represented was the reigning Crown Prince, in these negotiations, it was the Wrapped Chest Princess who actually held military power and was the true "party A".

The daughter of "party A" requested to bring an observer, and "party B" dared to pull such deceitful tricks?

As he walked forward, the unique aphrodisiac fragrance of the Hook Bar filled his nostrils.

Moving along, Xu Yuan contemplated the other party’s motives, but his verbal provocations did not cease:

"Come out, don’t play dead with this young master!"

"Wu Yuan himself said this young master should be involved. Aren’t you afraid of losing your heads for deceiving your superiors?"

"Do you really think I can’t find you?!"

"Tch, a mere eunuch decided to hold the secret meeting in a Hook Bar—seeing the joy of others’ company, got your twisted heart aching because you’re missing a piece?"

His words echoed through the winding corridor, gradually shifting from the matter at hand to personal attacks.

Unfortunately, in the silent corridor, there was still no response.

When he reached the end of the corridor, Xu Yuan stopped the verbal abuse aimed at the eunuch and also halted his steps.

At the end of the corridor was an open window lattice. Due to the high floor, one could see the splendid snowy river view from it.

The cold wind from the snow night blew in, gently caressing the long hair that Xu Yuan hadn’t tied up at the back of his head, a hint of confusion in his elongated phoenix eyes.

He realized that the Crown Prince’s companion was determined to keep him out, but he didn’t understand the motive.

The outcome of the meeting was pretty much determined the moment Li Qingyan asked for the Third Young Master of the Prime Minister’s Mansion to be brought along.

If Li Qingyan was inclined to support the Crown Prince, she surely wouldn’t have brought him.

Xu Yuan didn’t believe that someone who could be close to the Crown Prince would be a fool.

He could see the signs, and it was likely that the other party could too, yet the senior eunuch still went ahead with it.

So, rather than foolishness, Xu Yuan was more inclined to believe that the other party had something to rely on, something they believed could persuade Li Qingyan, as long as he, an outsider, was not involved.

From this perspective, these eunuchs were indeed very loyal.

Serving in their positions, planning their actions, readily using deceitful means.

But what a pity...

With a snicker, Xu Yuan suddenly raised his hand to press against the window ledge before him.

If he were a common Soul Condensation Realm practitioner, he might have indeed been held back, but he was not.

The spiritual sight that came from countless torments and brushes with death was a truly wonderful thing.

Just as the Celestial Fates Divine Soul of Tianyan could ignore the deception of an Illusion Array, his spiritual sight could also directly see through the facade of the illusion.

Yes, this entire Hook Bar had been transformed into a massive Illusion Array.

By its type, it should be a kind of soul-bewitching illusion, somewhat similar to the urban legend of ’ghosts hitting walls’, used to muddle the senses of those who enter, making the scene before their eyes and the real scenery completely different.

For instance, what Xu Yuan saw was a window frame, but through spiritual sight, it was actually a tightly closed door.

With that in mind, Xu Yuan put a bit more force into his hands and pushed forward.

"...."

It wouldn’t budge.

With a slightly stiff expression, Xu Yuan took a deep breath, stepped back, and started to operate the Blood Essence Meteoring Art, holding the Qingyu Sword in his hand as he did so.

If it wouldn’t open, then he would just have to break in.

A trace of ink-like blood instantly wrapped around the sharp tip of the sword.

Blood Ink Waltz.

A strand of blood ink streaked through the air but stopped mid-flight.

Because of two slender fingers.

Looking in their direction, Xu Yuan saw a pair of tranquil lake-like azure peach blossom eyes.

It was a woman in sheer clothing, her waist tied with a plain satin belt, slender and curvaceous, her hair styled in a flying star and chasing moon.

She was very beautiful, with a serene demeanor.

Another Great Grandmaster.

Xu Yuan felt that the Great Grandmasters around him were becoming less and less valuable; it seemed as if one could throw a brick and hit several.

However, upon seeing her, Xu Yuan knew he had found the right place.

It seemed that the secret meeting was indeed behind this door.

For a moment, there was silence.

The young woman’s fingers pinched the tip of Xu Yuan’s sword, looking at the unkempt young man before her with a gentle tone:

"Young master, what are you doing?"

Xu Yuan didn’t soften his stance just because of her beautiful face. He lifted his foot and kicked out:

"Who are you? Let go of this young master’s sword."

"...."

The woman frowned slightly at his action, released her fingertips, and took a small step to the side.

Bang!

A dull sound echoed.

In his field of view, the window ledge had a large hole kicked into it, but in his spiritual sight, the tightly closed door remained unmoved, not even slightly.

The young woman then politely bowed:

"If I have offended you just now, I hope the young master will forgive me."

Xu Yuan’s brows were furrowed, his gaze unfriendly:

"Are you in charge here?"

The young woman’s voice remained light and civil:

"As a distinguished guest has arrived, I am temporarily the person in charge of this Mingxiang Garden."

"Mingxiang Garden?"

Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow and glanced over the layout of the brothel, asking: