Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 924 - 575: The Nonexistent Person

Chapter 924: Chapter 575: The Nonexistent Person

Zhou Chen has always believed in the philosophy of life’s critical choices.

If you make the right choices at those key points in life, thereafter you can sail smoothly through it.

That he, Zhou Chen, could climb from a child refugee to his current status was accomplished step by step in this way.

Over the past few years, the biggest and most correct choice Zhou Chen made was likely his early expression of loyalty to the Third Young Master when he was still "insignificant."

Although in the first year Zhou Chen didn’t reap any tangible benefits, and was even dispatched to the Northern Frontier to perform dangerous tasks.

But if you choose correctly, there is always a reward.

After all, the Third Young Master is the son of the Prime Minister.

Being able to cultivate, the master’s status soared directly.

And he, as a "dragon-following vassal," naturally took the express wagon.

After the end of the war with the Barbarian Tribes, Zhou Chen immediately received a transfer document for his merits in the war.

From a nominal Guest Elder, he was transferred to the Black Scale Guards’ division in the Zhenxi Prefecture to take the lead.

Inside the Prime Minister’s Mansion, there is an extremely comprehensive system of merit assessment.

In the war against the Barbarian Tribes, his most glorious moment was probably on the eve of the battle at the Northern Border, where he entered the enemy’s camp alone, outwitting the learned men and completing the negotiation task given to him by the Third Young Master.

This matter was very important, a crucial part of the Third Young Master’s initial plan.

But important as it was, the credit for the affair was all the Third Young Master’s.

He, Zhou Chen, was merely an executor, and executors are often least valuable.

Because of the high replaceability.

The stage had already been set by the Third Young Master; according to the average level of Prime Minister’s Mansion’s Guest Elders, the result would have been the same with someone else.

According to the assessment criteria for a Guest Elder, the merits he established should only be enough to raise his salary by one grade, and then receive a considerable amount of "risk allowance," and that would be all.

Thus, when he received that transfer secret letter, Zhou Chen was somewhat dazed himself.

After much consideration, he finally realized that the Third Young Master had made his move.

Otherwise, given the independent status of the Black Scale Guards within the Prime Minister’s Mansion, it would be all but impossible for him, an ordinary Guest Elder, to transfer in, let alone directly become the State Government Director.

Having been in Zhenxi Prefecture for nearly a year, Zhou Chen also adapted to the life in the Black Scale Guards.

Doing intelligence work is nothing but remembering three points.

Caution, ruthlessness, and human nature.

After becoming familiar with the related work, Zhou Chen, who had climbed up from the bottom, was like a fish in water in this position.

And after securing his position, the head of the Black Scale Guards directly approved for him a middle-class Grade A Cultivation Technique; his salary was also tripled from the original basis, and aside from that, the position of Zhenxi Judicial Commissioner would also allow him to earn a fair amount of reasonable "dividends" without crossing the line.

The abundance of Cultivation resources and the brand-new high-level Cultivation Technique made Zhou Chen, whose cultivation had been stagnant for many years, show signs of a breakthrough.

Everything started to get better...

"Mr. Zhou, please have a seat."

The indifferent voice abruptly brought Zhou Chen back to reality.

Without knowing when, he had re-entered the carriage.

The young man with a strange appearance sitting across, was staring at him with muted eyes.

Damn, he’d been frightened into a stupor.

Near the Great Desert, Zhenxi Prefecture has a large temperature difference between day and night, getting hotter as it approaches noon.

But today, just as the sun was rising in the east, Zhou Chen already felt himself breaking into a sweat.

His throat moved up and down, swallowing a difficult gulp of saliva.

Then,

Zhou Chen bent his knees, not sitting, but directly kneeling on the carpet, tugged at the corner of his mouth, and stuttered:

"Thi...Third Young Master, you’re not dead?"

"....." Xu Yuan’s eyes held a look of surprise, raising his hand to point at himself.

Do you wish me dead?

"...." Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen wanted to slap himself.

Wasn’t he, Zhou, always quite articulate? How come now he couldn’t speak properly.

Regardless, the words had been spoken, so he could only try to make amends.

However, at that moment, Xu Yuan slowly withdrew his gaze, opened the secret letter in his hand, and casually asked:

"It’s been a long time, why have you become so timid?"

Zhou Chen immediately said with a forced smile:

"It’s just a bit unexpected that the Young Master would trust Zhou so much."

It wasn’t that he was timid; as a Grandmaster, he could look down on most people in the world, but after joining the Black Scale Guards, he truly realized the supreme power in the hands of the Third Young Master to decree life and death.

With such a disparity in status, he naturally didn’t dare to show off anymore.

While thinking, Zhou Chen bowed solemnly:

"I have just given offense, and hope that the Young Master will forgive me."

"What offense?"

Xu Yuan’s voice contained a smile, with a hint of teasing: "From the first meeting, haven’t you always been like this?"

Because of his humble origin, Zhou Chen, Grandmaster Zhou, honed a strong ability but also developed those rough habits.

First commanding and then respectful, sliding into a bow at lightning speed.

Zhou Chen wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, looking at the secret letter in Xu Yuan’s hand, he subtly changed the subject:

"The Young Master is correct, but you must have important matters to attend to coming here?... If you wish to know any information, Zhou should be able to help."

Xu Yuan did not respond, but was silently browsing through the secret letter in his hands.

Seeing this, Zhou Chen had no choice but to kneel and wait eagerly.

After a little while, Xu Yuan, with a furrowed brow, finally cast his gaze upon Grandmaster Zhou:

"You are now the Director of the Black Scale Guards in Zhenxi Prefecture?"

Zhou Chen’s eyes flickered for a moment, and he nodded:

"Yes."

Xu Yuan casually incinerated the secret letter, his expression a bit odd, for he did not find what he wanted in it, and asked: