Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 918 - 570: Bi Wang No. 3

Chapter 918: Chapter 570: Bi Wang No. 3

"So, after all that rambling, what exactly are you trying to express?"

The footsteps in the deep corridor suddenly stopped, and Xu Yuan turned back to look at Feng Xianru, who had been following right behind him.

He thought this side branch genius had a screw loose.

Upon exiting the secret shrine, he lifted his eyes to see this kid waiting at the door.

No fighting, no arguing, just obediently following them out.

Xu Yuan thought the kid was subdued by that slap earlier, showing submission to him, but halfway through, the kid started to nag like a resentful wife about his inexplicable mental journey and the story of Feng Jiuxuan kicking him.

Nagging all the way.

Having listened patiently, Xu Yuan roughly understood why this side branch genius revered his maternal uncle so much.

Feng Xianru was indeed a genius, breaking through Soul Condensation at the age of ten, and based on innate potential, he was at the same level as Ran Qingmo. But understanding Dao Charm isn’t just about innate potential; if Feng Xianru’s childish personality had become set in stone, then he would likely be stuck at the Fourth Grade for life.

He needed a significant event to reshape his weak character.

And while Feng Jiuxuan’s approach may have been a bit too rough, he indeed provided Feng Xianru with that opportunity.

When all truths are revealed, the initial resentment will turn into gratitude and guilt.

But why is this kid telling him all this?

Does he want help chasing after stars?

Under Xu Yuan’s gaze, Feng Xianru slightly tilted his head to meet his eyes and continued to talk calmly:

"Eldest Young Master, although that time I nearly died and resented the Family Head for kicking me down the cliff without distinguishing right from wrong, if not for the Family Head’s kick, I now..."

"Stop."

Xu Yuan glanced at the other’s clothing:

"It’s obvious from those Feng Xuan patterned robes you’re wearing, get to the point."

Feeling somewhat uneasy after being called out, Feng Xianru tugged at the corner of his robes but soon collected himself and solemnly bowed, continuing to speak seriously:

"I did nothing wrong regarding Feng Mingming’s matter."

"...."

Great, after all this beating around the bush, we’re back to square one.

Sighing inwardly, Xu Yuan helplessly patted his robe and continued walking forward, casually asking:

"Can’t you just communicate with that girl? Can’t you see how scared she is of you?"

Feng Xianru replied without hesitation:

"Eldest Young Master, judge the outcome, not the action, this is what the Family Head taught me..."

"You want to learn from him?"

"The Family Head has always been the model in my heart."

"Do you know your role model can now only rest by holding a sword every day?"

"...." Feng Xianru.

"You’re using his methods against your dear one?"

Xu Yuan glanced at the stunned young man with an indifferent look, raised a finger, and tapped it on the forehead, chuckling out four words:

"Is your brain sick?"

"...." Feng Xianru.

Ignoring the young man standing still, Xu Yuan headed straight towards the cave’s opening.

Upon exiting the corridor, Xu Yuan saw the girl squatting down by a newly risen campfire, lost in thought.

Hearing the footsteps of the three people coming out, the girl hurriedly got up, dusting off the dirt on her, peeking out, and after not seeing Feng Xianru, she visibly relaxed a bit and quietly asked:

"Eldest Young Master, you’re out, um... where’s Feng Xianru?"

"He’s dead."

"....."

Hearing those two words, Feng Mingming’s eyes instantly bulged round with surprise, and her approaching steps couldn’t help but halt:

"....Ah?"

Seeing her expression, Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow:

"The person who threatened you has been dealt with, yet you don’t seem to be very happy?"

Feng Mingming snapped back to reality, her gaze dropping as her eyes aimlessly darted around the ground:

"Even if he bullied me, it... it shouldn’t result in death, right?"

Although she really despised that guy, she had only wanted to beat him up to vent her anger.....

"Heh..."

Xu Yuan stepped past the girl, casually ruffled her hair, and then led Ran Qingmo and her to sit next to the campfire to continue fiddling with the unfinished Green-Scaled Snake meat:

"I’m just kidding, he should be coming out soon."

And as if to confirm Xu Yuan’s words, a young man in white limped out of the cave just as Xu Yuan finished speaking.

Without the support of the Feng Family’s bloodline, the once wide-open tunnel gradually closed up with the energy mechanism in action.

Bathed in the flickering light of the fire, Feng Mingming and the emerging young man locked eyes for a moment before she quickly hid behind Xu Yuan, cautiously peering out at him.

Feng Xianru snorted softly and turned his face away coldly.

However, he didn’t stray too far; he found a large rock about seven or eight zhangs away from the campfire, jumped onto it, and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

But his closed-eye meditation involved unfocused eyes, with occasional stealthy glances towards Xu Yuan and Feng Mingming.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan almost laughed out loud.

To maintain the image of an older brother figure, he held back the urge to mockingly comment.

Amid the crisp sounds of seasoning bottles, the silence around Xu Yuan lasted for about half a quarter of an hour before being broken by a transmitted voice.

It was from Feng Xianru.

Xu Yuan thought the young man might want him to mediate, but instead, he heard:

"Eldest Young Master, may I continue to borrow Mingming for the ancestral shrine?"

According to clan rules, entry of the side branch into the Feng Family’s secret shrine is a serious offense.

Feng Xianru entering with the implicit permission of his maternal uncle was naturally not an issue, but if the higher-ups in the clan became aware of Feng Mingming’s presence, she would most likely be punished.

After hearing this, Xu Yuan didn’t even look up, feigning ignorance as he transmitted back:

"Oh? Why?"

Feng Xianru’s voice sounded somewhat tentative, with a hint of entreaty:

"Young Master, you should have noticed her physique. Only by breaking the nine lanterns of the Illusion Array and entering the spirit hall to receive the ancestral trial will she have a chance of surviving..."

Xu Yuan glanced at the young man, placed the seasoned kebabs on the grill, and lightly transmitted back:

"It’s possible, indeed, but I don’t want to hear it through transmission."

"..." Silence followed.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan wasn’t in a rush, skillfully turning the kebabs over the flames, waiting for the other side to relent.

Coming to this ancestral shrine to retrieve a Token, and now, he had to deal with these genius youths’ romantic mind games.

Hard to bear.

But the result, in the end, was quite satisfying.

At least it confirmed that this talented young man from the Feng Family’s side branch could be of use to him, even though he seemed a bit dim-witted.

Soon, a sudden voice from Feng Xianru broke the silence around, causing the timid girl sitting next to Xu Yuan to tremble:

"Eldest Young Master, the Family Head had me break the Illusion Array within this cave, but it’s a tedious task that could delay my cultivation. May I delegate this fool to complete it?"

Hearing this, Xu Yuan’s face immediately darkened.

Damn, can’t he speak nicely?

Does he have to act like a complete jerk?