Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 939 - 583: Undercurrents_3

Chapter 939: Chapter 583: Undercurrents_3

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Southern Desert Metropolitan Mansion, The Secret Residence of the Mu Clan.

The sunlight cascaded like a waterfall, the dry air scorched as if on fire, with scorching sand and dust permeating every corner.

Due to the need to escort a vast amount of goods for the Marquis of Zhenxi’s Mansion, the Mu Clan Commerce Guild was granted special permission to form an "Elite Troops" of Protectors. After years of expansion, they now had the scale of a military town in Dayan.

To train these Protectors, the Mu Clan Commerce Guild undertook large-scale construction, secretly building dozens of camps and secret residencies in the south of the Great Desert.

At this moment, in the center of the huge Drill Grounds of that secret residence,

A burly old man with a white beard, bare-chested and gasping for breath, stood in the center holding a Long halberd, his sweat sliding down his well-defined muscles to the ground, instantly evaporating in the scorching weather.

Centered around him, countless massive gashes spread across the entire Drill Ground.

The elder was about to continue swinging his long halberd when from the corner of his eye he caught sight of a figure entering the Drill Grounds—a tall man in brocade robes.

The old man with white eyebrows slightly raised them and, holding the Long halberd, walked slowly towards this newcomer.

Approaching him, the man in brocade robes knelt on one knee.

The white-browed elder circulated his Cultivation to shake off the sweat on his body, took out a long robe, and threw it on, asking:

"How did it go?"

The man in the brocade robe hesitated for a moment, his voice tinged with hesitation:

"Father, Xing Yi... he was rescued by a giant creature."

The brows of the white-browed elder slightly lifted, yet his eyes remained calm:

"Oh? So you mean to say that the task I assigned you has failed?"

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The man in brocade robes trembled slightly upon hearing this, bowing his head and explaining hastily:

"Father, this is... this matter is not my fault, that creature must have molted..."

"Phssht!"

The Long halberd pierced through the shoulder, skewering the man in brocade robes at an angle into the ground, pinning him firmly.

"..." The man in brocade robes.

Mu Shanhai looked at the frightened man in brocade robes with an indifferent tone:

"If your Cultivation is lacking and you’re incompetent in your duties, what use are you?"

"..." The man in brocade robes.

Watching the other’s life fade away, Mu Shanhai slowly turned his gaze toward the eastern wall of the Drill Ground, speaking faintly:

"Since you’ve already arrived, why not come out directly."

"The tiger does not eat its own..."

A figure appeared out of thin air, shrouded in a black robe, and landed nearby, casting a glance at the still-warm corpse: "Tough old Mu, you really are ruthless."

Mu Shanhai, wearing his long robe and holding the Long halberd, stared at the newcomer for a moment:

"He knew too much. If it got out and the old man from Marquis of Zhenxi was informed, our situation would become difficult."

Having said this,

He yanked out the Long halberd with a fierce swing, the fresh blood creating a splendid arc on the scorching ground.

Mu Shanhai asked the newcomer:

"Your people should have followed that creature, right?"

The person in the black robe laughed slyly:

"If we missed this opportunity, finding that creature in this Great Desert would be like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Mu Shanhai nodded slightly, his voice deep and thick:

"Good, if there’s no problem. The Qin Family has already succeeded in Di’an. We had a hiccup here earlier, allowing the Desert Goddess and Li Junwu to escape. We must find those people through that creature as soon as possible."

The man in the black robe sighed softly and said in a low voice:

"People from Jiatiange have also come, and their identities seem quite prestigious."

Mu Shanhai’s brow furrowed instantly, subconsciously gripping the Long halberd tighter:

"What do you mean?"

The person in black seemed to think for a moment, then said with a smile:

"Just a reminder to be cautious. However, they seem to have vanished now."

Mu Shanhai’s eyes darkened as he stared at the man in black for a few breaths, snorting coldly and speaking in a low voice:

"You’d better not provide any useless information. We have almost no margin for error; a single misstep after decades of planning could lead to total loss."

The person in black shrugged their shoulders, sighing:

"Don’t worry, according to the information I received, we still have plenty of time since the Qin Family’s people will take a while to reach us."

Mu Shanhai’s eyes narrowed slightly, his voice dropping:

"Speak all at once, my patience is limited."

"Tsks... Alright, alright, old Mu, don’t be angry."

The man in black recoiled a few steps, chuckling sheepishly: "The Secret Investigation Department seems to be sending some strong individuals after us; shaking them off might prove a bit difficult."

"The Secret Investigation Department?" Mu Shanhai frowned deeply: "How are those old folks from the Qin Family handling things?"

"It’s not really Qin old man’s fault; it’s mainly that Xu Xiang, the Prime Minister."

The person in black spoke with a hint of helplessness, sighing:

"The Prime Minister’s Mansion reacted too quickly. As soon as the second young master of the Qin Family was imprisoned in the imperial dungeon, the Prime Minister’s Mansion began to exert pressure. Normal means failed to retrieve him from prison, so they actually broke out, and naturally, the Secret Investigation Department had to intervene."

Upon saying this, the eyes of the man in black narrowed slightly, his voice carrying a trifle frivolity:

"However, old Mu, you can rest assured, the Secret Investigation Department is only good at bullying the commoners; shaking them off should not be a problem."