Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 617 - Three Hundred and Ninety-Five Threats

Chapter 617: Chapter Three Hundred and Ninety-Five Threats

The incense smoke dissipated into the white fog that poured in, silencing every sound, and the three figures inside the hall became still as if captured in a painting.

Oh no, to be precise, it was two clearly conscious men who were frozen in this picturesque scene.

Xia Qing did not count.

After staring at the suddenly arrived Xu Yuan for a few breaths, she once again began to unconsciously fumble with the clothes in front of Tang Ruofu.

Tang Ruofu remained utterly unmoved, his gaze desperately fixed on Xu Yuan, the unexpected intruder, while his muscular body trembled slightly as if brewing something.

Tang Ruofu watched Xu Yuan, but Xu Yuan didn’t bother to return his gaze.

To a man, what woman isn’t more pleasing to the eye, let alone this coquettish matron who had fully unleashed her charm?

With a faint fragrance wafting to his nose, Xu Yuan casually lifted a finger, naturally following the partially undone clothes of Xia Qing, tracing towards the soft, slender belly without an ounce of excess fat.

"Mm hmm~"

A soft moan broke the silence, and Xia Qing’s body trembled lightly as if electrified.

Her phoenix eyes, flashing with cherry-pink light, looked on with a bewildered and hazy expression on her gorgeous, resplendent face.

After watching Xu Yuan for a few more breaths, a hint of joy suddenly surfaced in Xia Qing’s eyes as she slowly propped herself up.

As she made this slight motion, the red robe that was hanging off her shoulder slid off, revealing a large expanse of smooth, fair skin like a lotus arm bending.

Perhaps frustrated by her unsuccessful appeals to Tang Ruofu, or perhaps now focused on a new target, Xia Qing, a transcended mortal of considerable power, began to crawl slowly toward Xu Yuan, her silken robes whispering quietly with her movements.

The distance between the two was not far, in fact, they were quite close—soon Xia Qing was about to throw herself into Xu Yuan’s arms.

Xu Yuan had not shown any intention of dodging, comfortably half-squatting where he stood.

Before his gaze,

the modestly embroidered phoenix bellyband barely concealed the soft and enticing contours beneath, which flickered with tempting curves.

"Enough..." Tang Ruofu’s voice, filled with suppressed trembling, rose softly.

"...." Xu Yuan ignored him, sitting down on the ground, ready to catch the matron in his arms.

"Stop!" Tang Ruofu’s voice escalated as he dispelled the energy he had been gathering within his body.

"......."

Sensing this, Xu Yuan immediately raised his hand to stop the cheek that was drawing near, squinting as he began to speak, the corner of his lips curling into a smirk:

"Auntie, what we’re doing isn’t right, especially... not in front of uncle here, right?"

With that,

after a brief silence, a mysterious energy mechanism began to radiate from Xu Yuan’s palm.

As this energy mechanism spread, Xia Qing’s alluring eyes gradually dimmed until she ultimately went limp and fell unconscious into his arms.

Having embraced Xia Qing’s supple body, Xu Yuan turned his gaze back to Tang Ruofu, his words laced with a smile:

"I thought upon my return I would see a stirring erotic spectacle, uncle here proves to be a real man."

Sitting cross-legged on a cushion, Tang Ruofu’s eyes were half-closed, his tone even:

"I will take that as a compliment, but let’s keep the nonsense brief. Your plots here surely aren’t meant to humiliate us? Speak plainly, what is it you want?"

As he spoke,

Tang Ruofu fixed his gaze directly into Xu Yuan’s eyes.

If this youngster wanted them dead, there would have been no need for any conversation.

If this youngster had intended to humiliate them, he would have crippled him the moment he entered the room, then slowly taken his pleasure...

Since it was neither, it likely meant he had come for a reason.

"Heh heh..."

Upon hearing those words, Xu Yuan let out a soft laugh.

He enjoyed talking with someone as astute as the man before him.

Gently laying the woman in his arms down on the ground, while simultaneously pulling a blanket from the Sumeru Ring to cover her exposed skin, Xu Yuan continued cheerily:

"Seems my little tricks indeed can’t fool a senior like you, my good sir. Indeed, I’ve come to ask the two of you for a favor."

Listening to the youngster’s respectful voice, Tang Ruofu was non-committal, his tone self-deprecating:

"A favor?"

Xu Yuan curved his eyes into a smile, radiant:

"Yes, a request. If you don’t wish to do it, Senior, you may refuse."

Tang Ruofu stared at him for several breaths, then said solemnly:

"Speak. If it can be done, I, Tang Ruofu, will certainly do it."

"Don’t worry, don’t worry."

Xu Yuan smiled and waved his hand, speaking with mirth:

"Senior, you don’t need to be so severe. This matter is as easy as flipping your hand for you. It is just..."

At this point, Xu Yuan paused for a moment, his smile taking on a hint of darkness:

"...help me kill the Saintess of Jiatiange."

"...." Tang Ruofu’s eyes momentarily stilled.

Xu Yuan, as if unaware of the other’s reaction, sighed and continued on his own:

"Senior may not know, but that Saintess is like a dog. If Tianyan and I are in a domain for no more than ten days, she can sniff us out and find us. Therefore, I hope Senior could do me the favor, in consideration of the relationship between us, to help this junior get rid of this trouble."

After these words, there was silence, the chamber within the tower quieted for a moment, with Tang Ruofu slowly exhaling:

"Kid, you really do think highly of me."

Xu Yuan straightened his brocade robe, sat cross-legged on the floor, and said earnestly:

"Of course, I have personally experienced how powerful you are, Senior. If my sword skills hadn’t just happened to be your bane, I fear that the one captured now would have been Tianyan and me."

Tang Ruofu pondered for a moment, then shook his head:

"I cannot do this thing."

"Cannot?"

Xu Yuan’s eyes showed surprise, and he glanced at the full and graceful figure of the woman in front of him, his voice sincere and earnest, "Really, you cannot?"

"..."

Tang Ruofu’s heart swelled with a touch of anger. To move against the Saintess of Jiatiange would be tantamount to declaring war on Jiatiange. After suppressing his anger, he said in a gentle tone:

"What difference is there between killing that woman and committing suicide?"

"Difference? The difference is actually quite significant."

Xu Yuan’s lips curled up into a smile, meaningful:

"Senior,"

"Dying at the hands of Jiatiange, one should at least suffer no humiliation."

Having said that,

he stretched out his hand and directly pulled away the blanket that was covering Xia Qing, glanced at her, and said with a low laugh:

"With such a beauty lying here, compared to being a real man, it should be more pleasurable to be a beast."

"Ah... Senior, please don’t misunderstand, the one performing the act wasn’t me.

"Tianyan is still waiting outside for me, and if she learns of this, she probably won’t speak to me for a long time. A moment of pleasure isn’t worth the risk for me, but..."

At this point, Xu Yuan’s conversation took a sharp turn, glancing at the dense woods outside the door shrouded in white mist, he said in a tranquil voice:

"I, Jing He, however, can find some real beasts for you right here in Sword Casting Valley."

As he spoke,

Xu Yuan kept his gaze fixed on Tang Ruofu’s eyes while slowly counting on his fingers, speaking softly:

"Lion-apes, Sky Devils, Shadow Vines... oh, right, and the tribes of the Rakshasa.

"If Senior is truly unwilling to assassinate the Saintess of Jiatiange, this junior will not force you.

"However, before that, I earnestly request that Senior choose one from among these beasts to send you on your way.

"Of course,"

"If Senior has any other specific species requirements... I can also capture them for you."

After these words, all fell eerily silent.