Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 892 - 559: Secret Code

Chapter 892: Chapter 559: Secret Code

The chilly wind swept through the accumulated snow on the eaves of the government hall, wisps and strands falling like white mist before one’s eyes.

Xu Yuan admitted that, for an instant, he truly believed the words of the man before him.

Because the other man was so strikingly handsome and his demeanor so upright and awe-inspiring, it subconsciously made one think he must have some dark flaws.

This was also due to a kind of twisted expectation hidden deep in his heart.

Xu Mengxi was like an honest little flower, always making one want to stain it with other colors.

Because of her strict self-discipline and integrity, she was nearly ostracized and maligned by all her colleagues, to the point where, if not for her teacher’s support from behind, Xu Mengxi would likely find it difficult to do anything at all, even to the point of people setting traps for her in secret.

In such a state of solitude, a trustworthy senior with the same aspirations was undoubtedly extremely important for the spiritual support of Xu Mengxi.

And if such a respected iron-faced senior was actually the henchman of a "thief who steals the state" in secret...

Just thinking about it, Xu Yuan felt inexplicably pleased.

However, pleasure aside, it was impossible for this person to become an inside agent in the Prime Minister’s Mansion just because of his pleasure.

If this upright Mr. Huang was truly the inside agent planted by his family, would he risk exposing himself to convey these trivial matters?

Xu Mengxi had already said that he could be released just by going through the procedure, yet the inside agent still risked exposure to mention it again within the Secret Investigation Department headquarters...

What was he trying to do?

To familiarize his face before him?

Nevertheless, Xu Mengxi really was quite stubborn, grasping onto even a slight hint of suspicion and tugging at it, and if she couldn’t tug it out herself, she’d shake someone else to continue tugging.

Thinking this, Xu Yuan glanced in the direction of the departing Xu Mengxi with a strange expression on his face and chuckled:

"It seems that Governor Xu is indeed very persistent about the Third Young Master from the Prime Minister’s Mansion, Mr. Huang, do you know if something happened between them in the past?"

Xu Yuan didn’t use sound transmission but spoke directly; his voice was not too loud or too soft, but still, some investigators around heard it and cast ambiguous, curious glances his way.

However, after Mr. Huang glanced around, the managers of those gazes also appropriately tended to their own tasks.

Mr. Huang turned his eyes and gave a crisp nod of apology:

"Sorry, earlier Mengxi entrusted me with a task, I couldn’t refuse."

Saying this, he walked towards the government hall while continuing to speak in a deep voice:

"However, Young Master, I do have a question."

Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow and followed:

"Feel free to ask."

Mr. Huang’s voice was measured, yet it carried a serious tone:

"Based on the reason for your conflict with Qin Weishu, your personality seems not to be of a Confucian Scholar’s elegance. Mengxi’s probing should make you angry, but your reaction now seems a bit too calm, doesn’t it?"

Saying this, he glanced back at Xu Yuan, his sharp eyes seeming to see through people’s hearts.

Upon hearing this, the corners of Xu Yuan’s mouth curved up slightly:

"Do you want to know why?"

"Please enlighten me, Young Master."

"Because Xu Mengxi is quite polite, even with misunderstandings, she makes me feel respected."

Xu Yuan’s voice was unhurried, pausing slightly in the middle before continuing:

"Also, she is very dazzling, so she’s quite captivating."

"Dazzling..." Mr. Huang narrowed his eyes.

Xu Yuan smiled faintly, leisurely saying:

"In this murky world, don’t you think she is dazzling too?"

"..."

Mr. Huang turned his gaze, his voice slightly deep:

"That’s true... indeed."

"Alright, I have answered your question."

Xu Yuan took the initiative and asked in turn:

"Shouldn’t Mr. Huang also clear up my question?"

As the two walked, they turned a corner and arrived at a registrar’s door; Mr. Huang pushed open the firmly shut door, and calmly said:

"The Third Young Master of the Prime Minister’s Mansion is the first person whom Mengxi couldn’t capture, and he had repeatedly humiliated her."

"Humiliated?"

"He used guards to restrain her, forcing her to watch helplessly as he dismembered several Confucian Scholars of note in the market streets, then swaggered off under the respectful escort of the City Defense Office’s men."

"Ho... that’s quite interesting."

"..."

While speaking, the two had already entered the room.

This secret office seemed more like a government hall for handling official affairs than an interrogation room. Besides a desk directly opposite the entrance, the rest of the room was filled with bookshelves for documents, some even exuding the fresh scent of ink.

The four corners of the room were adorned with several ink and wash landscape paintings, in which the birds and beasts were depicted so vividly that they even had faint Formation Patterns flickering on them.

After taking a seat, Xu Yuan swept a glance around and asked softly:

"This here... must be Mr. Huang’s office, right?"

Mr. Huang first took a blank document from the shelf, returned to his desk and sat down, spread out the document, picked up the brush beside him to dip in ink, and then said softly:

"Mengxi said that Young Master is her lifesaver, it’s sufficient to record this down, no need to go to that torture hall."

"I see."

Xu Yuan retracted his gaze from around the room, resisted the urge to prop his legs up, and sat up straight, prepared his mental script, and began speaking slowly:

"Mr. Huang, ask whatever you want, if I am able to answer, I definitely will not withhold any information."

"..."

Mr. Huang looked up at Xu Yuan, but without speaking, he began writing on the rice paper document with his own brush and ink.