Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 923 - 574: Life and Death_2

Chapter 923: Chapter 574: Life and Death_2

Regardless of whether it was facing the attack from the wolf pack, maintaining composure when Mt. Tai collapsed, the sickly body, or the indifferent attitude towards everything, all these were telling Xu Yuan that the person in front of him must be hiding a great secret.

Being able to coincidentally save this person,

Either, it was an act triggered by own eyebrow pencil’s magical property,

Or, it was Big Ice Lump casting a spell...

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The next morning,

As the curfew was lifted, the vast Zhenxi Prefecture gradually shifted from silence to noise.

Once a critical pass, Zhenxi Prefecture originally had few civilian facilities.

However, as the front line moved westward, Zhenxi Army established the Southern Desert Metropolitan Mansion on the west side of Qianji Gorge and turned Zhenxi Prefecture into a major rear area. Over the years, with continuous merchants and travelers, this place also gradually gained the prosperity of a central state government office in Dayan.

The local water and soil nurture the local people.

Perhaps influenced by the culture of the Western Region, or maybe it was just the local custom.

Compared to the bustling and usual restricted attire of the Confucian robes in Dayan, the customs here were extremely open, and many men walked on the streets bare-chested.

Of course, these were the men.

Women still wore a tube top to cover their modesty, but that was mostly it.

Exposed slim waist and long, fit legs, along with that healthy bronze skin made it quite a visual feast.

Carriages marked with the insignia of the Mu Clan Commerce Guild swaggered through the streets, catching the eyes of the residents on both sides.

Ran Qingmo and Bai Muxi, the two ladies, were cultivating inside the carriage while Xu Yuan and Mu Xingyi rode at the forefront of the caravan.

Watching the buildings with a touch of Western Region style constantly retreat on both sides, Xu Yuan, while enjoying the scenery, chatted with Mu Xingyi sporadically.

After a fruitful discussion last night, Xu Yuan learned many secrets about the Western Desert from Mu Xingyi.

However, in return, Mu Xingyi didn’t ask Xu Yuan a single question.

This made Xu Yuan very cautious, but even after some testing, he couldn’t detect any hostility from the man.

It seemed that Mu Xingyi really had no ill intentions.

Having gotten so much information for nothing, Xu Yuan felt somewhat embarrassed.

So, as compensation, last night he directly took out a bottle of fine wine worth ten thousand silver taels, prepared to give this young man a little financial shock.

Unfortunately, the expression on Mu Xingyi’s face remained an apathetic smile, unchanged.

Just like now.

Xu Yuan glanced at the young man beside him.

But just at that moment, he caught Mu Xingyi’s gaze. Mu Xingyi nodded, looking towards the rapidly approaching West Gate, and said with a gentle smile:

"After passing the city gate, are you planning to immediately proceed to Qianji Gorge?"

Gathering his thoughts, Xu Yuan looked around the streets and said with a smile:

"Since travelling the world, naturally, when arriving at a new place, I’d like to explore everywhere. After sending you out of the city, I plan to wander around Zhenxi Prefecture again for a couple of days."

As a local big shot, Mu Xingyi pondered for a moment and then asked softly:

"Zhenxi Prefecture... There are indeed a few nice sights in the city, but I have urgent matters and can’t stay longer. Do you need me to introduce some friends to guide you, Brother Zhou?"

Xu Yuan thought for a moment, shook his head and said:

"Thanks for your kind intent, Xingyi, but I prefer to discover interesting things by myself, rather than follow other people’s tourist guides."

"Ha... Brother Zhou is indeed a man of interest."

Mu Xingyi gave a slight smile, looking at the majestic gate that was now approaching and said:

"Zhenxi Prefecture is still a crucial pass, entering and exiting the city involves complicated procedures, let’s part here."

Saying this,

He halted his magical horse, half-turned around and bowed with both hands towards Xu Yuan, seriously saluting:

"Brother Zhou, it may be hard to meet again after this departure, take care!"

Xu Yuan pulled at the reins, not hurrying to return the bow, but teasing with a bent eye:

"Hard to meet again? Why does it feel like, Xingyi, your words sound like a curse that something will happen to me in Qianji Gorge?"

Mu Xingyi slowly straightened up, shaking his head and said:

"Brother Zhou is a lucky man, naturally nothing will happen."

Xu Yuan dismounted, bowing seriously and smiling:

"I’ll take your good words. Once I return from Qianji Gorge and I am free, I’ll go to Mu Clan Ancestral Hall to meet you again."

"..."

Mu Xingyi smiled gently at his words, not responding but nodded and was ready to guide his horse away.

Standing there, watching the brocaded youth riding the magical horse gradually approaching the gate, Xu Yuan’s brow gradually furrowed, suddenly realizing something, and urgently transmitted his voice:

"You... have you encountered some trouble?"

"..."

The brocaded youth riding the horse still moved forward without any pause as if he didn’t hear his voice transmission.

Xu Yuan’s brow furrowed even tighter, continuing to transmit his voice:

"Xingyi, if someone wants to harm you, I can escort you to the Southern Desert Metropolitan Mansion."

While saying this,

Xu Yuan walked towards the gate direction, but just as he took a step, he saw the young man who had already disappeared into the gate’s shadow raise his hand and wave behind him.

Subsequently,

Mu Xingyi’s ever so nonchalant voice came floating over:

"Everyone is the same.

"Brother Zhou,

"Being born is, after all, to meet death sooner or later; I do not particularly care."

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"Xu Yuan..."

Ran Qingmo watched Xu Yuan who returned to the carriage and stayed silent, quietly dispersed his Cultivation Technique, and softly asked:

"What’s wrong?"

Startled from his thoughts, Xu Yuan looked up at the ink-robed young girl and curled the corners of his lips into a smile:

"What do you mean, ’what’s wrong’?"

Ran Qingmo stared at his face for several moments and said softly:

"Your mood seems off..."

Hearing this, Xiao Bai who was silently reading nearby also hurriedly dispersed her Cultivation Technique, and looked at Xu Yuan with slight concern.

Damn, she actually failed to notice the young master’s strangeness and let Mr. Ran get ahead.

Being looked at by the two women, Xu Yuan paused to think for a moment, then chose to speak the truth:

"A friend I know is going to die, so I’m feeling somewhat conflicted."

Ran Qingmo looked puzzled, not understanding.

Bai Muxi thought for a moment, then tentatively asked:

"The friend the young master mentioned... is it Mu Xingyi?"

"Yes."

Xu Yuan nodded, sighing: "Last night, he gave me a lot of useful information and didn’t ask for anything in return."

Bai Muxi’s eyes flickered and she slowly sat down beside Xu Yuan:

"This person’s complexion is too pale, and observing his meridians, they are significantly depleted, he must be suffering from a severe hidden illness..."

"It’s not because of that."

Xu Yuan shook his head, and said leisurely:

"There should be someone in the Mu Clan Commerce Guild who wants him dead, and he does not plan to resist."

"Resigned to death..."

"Yes, impossible to aid."

Xu Yuan nodded slightly, eyes lowered: "Just don’t know why this lad has become like this..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yuan suddenly felt a cold soft little hand placed on his head.

Touch, touch...

He looked up and saw Ran Qingmo standing in front of him, her clear eyes as she gently stroked his head.

Silence fell in the carriage for a moment, Xu Yuan looked puzzled.

With her hand movements ongoing, the ink-robed young girl softly asked:

"Xu Yuan... do you feel better now?"

"..."

Just as Xu Yuan’s lips curled up, from the corner of his eyes he spotted Bai Muxi also quietly raising her hand.

"...." Xu Yuan glanced at her hand.

"...." Bai Muxi blinked her eyes.

"...." Xu Yuan repeated the previous action.

"...." Xiao Bai pouted and silently lowered her hand.

With a low humph, Xu Yuan reached out and grabbed Ran Qingmo’s hand, pulling her to sit on the other side. He then directly slumped down on the soft couch behind him, staring at the elegant silhouettes of the two women, and softly said:

"Let’s not talk about this anymore. After I meet the person responsible from the Black Scale Guards in Zhenxi Prefecture and get the information, we can proceed to collect the Dragon Transformation Essence.

"Thanks to Mu Xingyi’s intelligence in pinpointing the location, otherwise we could have spent up to a year and a half in Qianji Gorge."

Saying so,

Xu Yuan took out a timekeeping hourglass and glanced at the time, quietly saying:

"Has it reached Chen Time already? The Black Scale Guard should be arriving any moment."

Half a moment after he spoke, a rhythmical knocking sound gently resounded.

Three long one short.

The signals are correct.

Opening the carriage door,

a bearded middle-aged man with the morning sun at his back walked leisurely into the carriage.

Zhou Chen glanced at the unfamiliar brocade-robed young master sitting between the two women.

Eye contact for a moment, seeing that hint of bizarre surprise in the other’s eyes, but Zhou Chen’s expression remained cold.

So, it’s this man who came to collect intelligence?

Truly lacks manners...

Thinking to himself, Zhou Chen tossed the envelope containing intelligence onto the table, then prepared to leave.

But from the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that familiar ink-robed silhouette seemed somewhat familiar...