Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 894 - 560: The Traitor

Chapter 894: Chapter 560: The Traitor

With official matters concluded,

The two of them ceased their covert signaling and chatted leisurely about the trivial gossip of Di’an, as the burly man surnamed Huang personally escorted Xu Yuan out of the east diligent gate of the Secret Investigation Department headquarters.

No sooner had they exited the gate and before they could say farewell, the burly man surnamed Huang saw a woman dressed in purple, her face veiled thinly, briskly approaching through the snow piled in front of the gate, her hands carrying bags and parcels procured from Huaijiu Alley.

Seeing this scene, the burly man surnamed Huang’s normally grave countenance broke into a smile as he cupped his fist in a salute:

"Third Young Master, Huang Mou is pressed with official duties and cannot escort you any further."

Xu Yuan replied with a half-joking smile:

"Of course, that’s only natural. But do remind Governor Xu to keep her word. This matter involves the Qin Family; I wouldn’t want to get too involved."

The burly man surnamed Huang looked nonplussed and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan, with refined and leisurely movements, saluted with his hands:

"Farewell."

"Adieu."

Standing before the Government Office gate, the burly man surnamed Huang watched as the carriage carrying Xu Yuan and Bai Muxi disappeared at the end of the street, then slowly turned and walked back towards the Government Office.

As he stepped over the threshold in front of the Government Office, from the corner of his eye, the burly man surnamed Huang spotted a beauty with a horse-tail hairdo attired in purple and red official dress, already waiting quietly.

Her voice carried a touch of complex anticipation:

"Big Brother Huang, how did it go?"

The burly man surnamed Huang slowly shifted his gaze, his eyes showing a hint of amused affection as he walked towards the Government Office and replied with his usual composed voice:

"The Sound Transmission Formation in my study seemed to have been triggered earlier. Whatever I spoke with him about, a certain someone should be very aware of."

"..."

Having her eavesdropping pointed out directly, Xu Mengxi’s beautiful face flushed with embarrassment, but this was within her expectations – it would be more surprising if Big Brother Huang with his Cultivation did not notice it.

However, she only used the Formation to listen to the conversation within the room; she hadn’t heard their exchange en route to the study.

Xu Mengxi followed the burly man surnamed Huang and replied quietly:

"I... was just curious. Big Brother Huang, how did the probing through sound transmission go?"

After pondering for a moment, the burly man surnamed Huang chuckled lightly and said:

"His response was rather natural, but there was one aspect where he almost gave himself away."

Xu Mengxi’s eyes widened in anticipation, she immediately asked:

"What was it?"

"He and Xu Changtian share a similar fondness for your temperament."

"Thump!"

Mid-response, Xu Mengxi couldn’t restrain herself and threw a punch at the burly man surnamed Huang’s waist, which he caught with his hand, generating a faint ripple of air that swept the piled-up snow beneath the eaves.

Xu Mengxi stamped her foot, slightly annoyed:

"What are you talking about, Big Brother Huang? What does it mean that Xu Changtian the wastrel likes me?!"

"Isn’t that what you yourself came back and told me before?"

The burly man surnamed Huang feigned reflection for a moment and said softly:

"What was it you said again? I forget the specifics, but it was something along the lines of Xu Changtian feeling that you’re an indispensable critic in the Imperial dynasty, which essentially means he likes your temperament..."

"My point was what right does Xu Changtian have to mention this matter!"

Anxious, Xu Mengxi raised her voice slightly, drawing the gazes of the crowd.

The burly man surnamed Huang, knowing that the woman before him was angry, glanced around at the onlookers and conceded straightforwardly:

"Alright, alright, I was wrong. But that’s what the Third Young Master also meant just now."

He paused, his tiger eyes beaming with a smile:

"He said that in these murky times, you shine brightly."

"..."

Xu Mengxi took a few deep breaths, glared at the burly man surnamed Huang, and asked:

"Aside from this, there are no other issues?"

"From what I observe, there are none for now."

With a smile, the burly man surnamed Huang released his hand and continued walking, saying: "If you really want to investigate him, take that woman beside him into custody too. Separately question them and see if their testimonies align. Wouldn’t that be better?"

Xu Mengxi pursed her lips and replied in a low voice:

"I can’t... After all, the Third Young Master is my benefactor. It would be too offensive to trouble his female companion based purely on suspicion."

The burly man surnamed Huang gently shook his head, his eyes reflecting complexity.

Meng Xi’s Nightmare.

The Third Young Master’s actions were gradually constructing a nightmare demon in this girl’s heart.

Sighing lightly, the burly man surnamed Huang tried to console her tenderly:

"Don’t be too obstinate, girl. Even if Xu Changtian is not dead, what could you possibly do to him with your current capabilities?"

With these words, he reached into his bosom and took out the box of rouge:

"Alright now, here’s the present the Third Young Master gave you. You must have heard it earlier, so no need for me to elaborate."

Xu Mengxi gazed silently at the rouge for a moment and shook her head:

"I don’t need this. You should take it back and give it to your wife, Big Brother Huang."

"But... that’s his heartfelt gift..."

"I said I don’t want it. I’m leaving first."

"Heh... stubborn girl."

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Di’an City’s street market was bustling as usual.

Clearly, the slow mode of spreading rumors among the populace hadn’t yet allowed the incident in Huaijiu Alley to reach the nearby streets of the imperial prisons. However, the City Defense Soldiers patrolling the streets had become significantly more vigilant.

The time had passed noon, and the late winter’s warm sun hung high in the sky, gently melting the accumulated snow along the streets into dirty slush that soaked into the earth.

Apart from the Secret Investigation Department, Xu Yuan had no immediate intentions of hurrying back to the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

Because he ought to be quite noticeable now.

While the proceedings at the Secret Investigation Department were complete, it didn’t mean that no one would investigate him.

Although the second son of the Qin Family outwardly appeared as a wastrel, the bizarre and profound soul mist he deployed during the duel was enough to arouse the curiosity of many regarding his identity.