Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 992 - 614 Reinforcements

Chapter 992: Chapter 614 Reinforcements

The inner room of the slave shop was steeped in silence.

To Xu Yuan’s surprise, Huang Shiwei appeared unaware that the man in the portrait was Nalan Ting, the person who orchestrated the Tatar Chao upheaval years ago.

Observing the hesitation on the other’s face, Xu Yuan pondered for a moment before asking rather curiously:

"Mr. Huang, before carrying out this mission, did the Chief of the Secret Investigation Bureau not enlighten you about this person’s identity?"

Huang Shiwei snapped out of his thoughts upon hearing these words, his voice resonating in the confined inner chamber:

"Our mission is solely to track down Qin Weishu and apprehend him. We are not privy to information deemed irrelevant."

Without comment, Xu Yuan picked up the sheet of xuan paper from the desk. The elegant fragrance painted onto it seemed to seep through the paper under the lamplight. He spoke slowly:

"Indeed, the origin of the heart bears no direct connection to the tracking and apprehension operation, but if it is confirmed to belong to the Former King Tartar, much can be inferred from this piece of intelligence.

"At the very least, such information could provide an accurate assessment of the task’s danger level."

Saying this, a trace of doubt flashed through Xu Yuan’s heart:

"Why would the Chief of the Secret Investigation Bureau conceal this detail from you all?"

"Young Master."

Huang Shiwei interrupted Xu Yuan’s muttering, reminding him:

"Regarding the matter of the Former King Tartar, perhaps even the Chief is unaware."

"....."

Xu Yuan immediately looked up, instinctively suspecting that the other was jesting with him.

The Secret Investigation Department was the Imperial Court’s most public intelligence agency. Although the institution was composed of external officials loyal to the court, Chief Zhou Quanping ranked among the highest echelons of the Imperial Faction.

As for Nalan Ting’s affair, would the Emperor truly find it necessary to hide such matters from Zhou Quanping?

But upon seeing the earnest expression on the other’s face, Xu Yuan gently uttered two words:

"A reason."

Huang Shiwei’s expression grew serious. He cupped his hands and spoke softly:

"Firstly, the Former King Tartar is merely under a mid-level ’Earth’ custody classification within the Imperial Prison.

"Secondly, Xu Mengxi... is also involved in this mission."

"....."

Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows, not entirely satisfied by this explanation.

Huang Shiwei noticed this as well and quickly clarified:

"Young Master, if the matter involves the Former King Tartar, it must be weighty, elevating the task’s danger level to near certain death. Xu Mengxi, already punished for dereliction of duty, would surely be restrained in Di’an City by the Chief under the pretext of disciplinary measure, rather than allowed to undertake risky ventures outside."

"....."

Xu Yuan gently tapped the desk, refraining from a response for now.

Given Zhou Quanping’s disposition, such reasoning did hold merit.

But if that were the case, the situation would grow increasingly intricate.

Might there be traces of His Majesty’s involvement behind this matter?

Xu Yuan couldn’t confirm this, but one thing was certain—the variables in this entire ordeal seemed to have multiplied.

His recognition of Nalan Ting, the Former King Tartar, stemmed from the Great Desert Goddess storyline from Cang Yuan in his previous life, rather than from this life’s reports within the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

The moment he saw the portrait, Xu Yuan instinctively assumed the higher-ups were privy to this. Now, it appeared that might not be the case.

Even as one of the most senior officials in the Imperial Faction, the Chief of the Secret Investigation Bureau was left unaware of the Former King Tartar’s identity...

Such monumental secrecy left Xu Yuan uncertain whether his own family was informed of these details.

Overthinking served little purpose; once he visited the Black Scale Guards’ branch later, he might use the Communication Crystal to contact his father in Di’an City for mutual clarification.

Resolving himself, Xu Yuan chose not to dwell further on this matter.

Learning that Qin Weishu’s imprisonment was indeed tied to the Former King Tartar, Nalan Ting, had already begun to align various pieces of the puzzle.

He could roughly surmise the Qin Family’s intentions for manipulating the Great Desert Goddess and the Qilin Wolf.

As well as the role Jiatiange appeared to play in this scheme.

After sorting through his thoughts, Xu Yuan posed his most pressing question:

"I have a general understanding of this matter. Earlier, I informed Di’an City using the Soul Breaking Stone. Shouldn’t there have been more than just you dispatched to Zhenxi Prefecture City?"

"In response to the Young Master, I am the sole envoy from Di’an."

"....." Xu Yuan.

"....." Huang Shiwei.

They stared at each other.

The air fell silent momentarily. Xu Yuan felt a headache brewing.

He was aware that Di’an and the Northern Frontier heavily occupied the Prime Minister’s Mansion’s focus at this moment. His expectations were minimal, knowing it was unlikely his uncle or father would personally intervene in such a delicate juncture. Yet, Lou Ji had previously told him the Mansion boasted three Saint-level individuals.

If his father and uncle were unavailable, shouldn’t the third person have been sent to stabilize the situation? If success was unattainable, at the very least, someone could ensure his safe escape, right?

But as things stood, his assessment of the northern circumstances seemed overly optimistic.

Leaning back in his chair, Xu Yuan stretched his legs across the desk, rubbing his forehead lightly under the gentle lamplight, and asked offhandedly:

"Mr. Huang, you didn’t come all this way just to guide me in fleeing, did you?"

Upon hearing this,

Huang Shiwei hesitated for a moment before speaking softly:

"Young Master, you misunderstand. My journey here was twofold: first, to make early preparations in this area; second, to deliver something to you as commanded."

Xu Yuan immediately looked up, fixing his gaze on Huang Shiwei:

"What item?"

Huang Shiwei reached into his inner pocket and respectfully placed a black ring on the desk, speaking in a low voice:

"This item was personally instructed by Lou Ji for Sizi Jing to pass on to you."

"....."

Staring at the ink-black ring, Xu Yuan’s heartbeat abruptly accelerated, seeming beyond his control.

He recognized this artifact.

Though he fainted from backlash the moment he touched the Xi’en Emperor’s heart, the texture of the Boundary Void Stone was etched unforgettably into his mind.

Had the Geometry Institute managed to successfully replicate the Transmission Formation Patterns within such a short span?