Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: When a Common Man Gets Angry, the Whole World Bows Down! (Please continue to subscribe!)

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An Xue’s face was ashen, but he had nothing to say, after all, it was he who had proposed the contest of horsemanship.

Just then, someone said softly, “Your spear technique is not bad, pity, it is but the bravery of a common man!”

Accompanying the words, a man walked slowly from afar.

The onlookers stood with their hands down at their sides, respectfully saying, “Third Master!” 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The newcomer was none other than the current de facto head of the An Family, An Yan’s uncle, An Chang!

An Chang was over forty years old this year, but due to proper care, he appeared considerably younger.

Moreover, his demeanor was elegant, his temperament noble, he was clearly someone who had held high positions for a long time.

At the moment, a hint of arrogance surfaced on An Chang’s face.

“Are you Xue An?”

Xue An’s expression was detached; he did not speak.

An Chang said indifferently, “Your kung fu is not bad, but in Zhongdu, what counts is the power and wealth in your hands, not displaying the bravery of a mere commoner.”

As soon as he had spoken, the black horse beneath Xue An suddenly leapt over the railings of the riding ground, charging straight toward An Chang.

Only at a finger’s distance from An Chang’s chest did the black horse finally come to a stop.

An Chang could even smell the hot breath exhaled by the horse.

Xue An, seated on the horse, said flatly, “The bravery of a common man? Do you believe that before absolute strength, when a common man becomes angry, the entire world must bow down?”

An Chang’s face turned pale as paper in an instant, his eyes glaring at Xue An with venomous hatred.

The atmosphere grew tense.

However, at that moment, a decently dressed elderly butler arrived at the scene, saying solemnly, “The old lady has ordered, for now, let An Yan and the others stay in the house, we will discuss everything after the birthday feast.”

With the old lady’s word, An Chang lowered his gaze and stepped to the side.

After the elderly butler had left, An Chang said coldly, “You are very good, but unfortunately, in a place like Zhongdu, people like you simply don’t live long!”

Xue An smiled faintly, “Oh? Then I… shall wait and see!”

An Chang left.

An Xue also left the riding ground with an ugly expression on his face.

Someone approached and said, “Miss, please follow me!”

Leading An Yan and the others to a secluded courtyard.

Despite its seclusion, the setting here was still elegant and tidy.

“The old lady said you may reside here,” the person continued. “If you need anything, just call for me!”

After saying this, the person bowed and withdrew.

From the quality of the servants, one could discern the gap between top-tier noble families like the Qin Family and the An Family.

Once only the family remained in the room, An Yan lowered her head, somewhat distressed.

“Husband… I’m sorry.”

Xue An smiled, “Why would you apologize to me?”

“Because….”

Xue An waved his hand, his gaze indifferent, “You did nothing wrong from beginning to end; the ones who are wrong are some arrogant and self-righteous people of high status!”

An Yan was stunned.

Xue An walked to the door, looking out at the noble family’s large house hidden behind layers of high walls, and spoke indifferently, “Some people will never admit they are wrong; only blood and death can teach them fear!”

And at this very moment.

Within a Buddhist hall in the An Family estate.

An Yan’s grandmother, the old Madam An, sat with her eyes closed, fingering her prayer beads.

The elderly butler stepped lightly as he entered the hall.

“Old Madam, the Third Master is waiting outside,” he announced.

Old Madam An nodded, “Let him come in!”

An Chang walked into the room, his expression solemn, “Mother, why have you decided to let An Yan and the others stay?”

Old Madam An put down her prayer beads, “How many days are left until my birthday feast?”

“Mother, there are still seven days,” he replied.

A lofty smile emerged on the well-kept face of Old Madam An.

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