Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny novel Chapter 901

Chapter 901: 901

As the first rays of dawn entered the room,

Chan’er’s eyelashes quivered lightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing that came into her sight was still Xue An, lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

She saw him lying on his back, his breaths materializing into soft snores, evidently in a deep sleep.

Chan’er watched him blankly, suddenly feeling a piercing pain in her heart.

So it’s still like this, huh?

The miracle she had hoped for had not occurred.

It turns out... the master really doesn’t want me anymore!

With this thought, Chan’er held back her tears and got out of bed as quietly as she could.

She first brewed a cup of hot tea and placed it on the table beside the bed.

Because the master had a habit of drinking a hot cup of tea after waking up.

While brewing the tea, Chan’er’s tears fell several times, thinking this might be the last cup of tea she would make for the master.

Then she intended to fetch a basin of water for washing faces.

But just then, a rapid knocking at the door suddenly rose, followed by the inn’s shopkeeper Yang Zelin’s shout.

"Master Xue, Miss Chan’er, are you awake yet?"

Although the words were polite, the smugness in his voice nearly spilled out.

Chan’er trembled and her complexion turned pale as paper in an instant.

It has finally come!

Despair filled Chan’er’s heart.

But at that moment, a lazy voice came from behind her.

"Chan’er, go open the door!"

Chan’er’s spirits trembled and she turned to look, only to realize that Xue An had woken up at some point and was now sitting on the edge of the bed, yawning.

"Master..."

Xue An stretched and gave her a slight smile, "Go on!"

"Oh!" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Chan’er hung her head, dragging her legs as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and shuffled over to the door.

To her, the plain wooden door seemed incredibly heavy at that moment.

And opening it would mean that everything would become irretrievable.

So, holding onto her last sliver of hope, she turned to look at Xue An, only to find the master was now sipping his tea, head lowered.

Feeling a wave of sorrow, Chan’er had no choice but to tremble as she opened the door.

As expected, standing outside was none other than the innkeeper Yang Zelin.

This usually harsh and critical store manager now wore a broad smile on his face.

Especially when his eyes caught sight of Chan’er with tear-streaked cheeks, they lit up even more.

Such a beauty.

And this was still her unripe look, if he waited a few more years for her to fully mature, just imagine the charm she would have.

With this thought, Yang Zelin felt a twinge of envy for the Chen Family’s young master’s luck.

If not for the young master Chen’s interference, he would have never let this girl slip away, no matter what.

With plans swirling in his mind, Yang Zelin nonetheless faced her with a beaming smile, "Miss Chan’er, is Master Xue up?"

Chan’er nodded slightly.

At that moment, Xue An’s indifferent voice came from the room, "Come in!"

Yang Zelin chuckled and then walked into the room.

"Master Xue, did you have a good rest last night?" Yang Zelin asked cheerfully, but his eyes were roving around restlessly.

"Fine!" Xue An answered without changing his expression, continuing to slowly drink his tea.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became somewhat tense.

Yang Zelin sneered inwardly, even at this point, are you still playing dumb?

But just then, a warm hand gently landed on her shoulder, followed by the light laughter of Xue An.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who said I was going to sell you off?"

Um?

Chan’er was startled, her face awash with tears as she looked up at Xue An.

Yang Zelin’s expression darkened, "Young Master Xue, you..."

He wanted to accuse him of going back on his word.

But at that moment, Xue An casually took out a bar of silver from his bosom and threw it over, then said indifferently.

"Here’s the silver you wanted!"

Yang Zelin was dumbfounded.

Chan’er was likewise stunned.

Then Yang Zelin, his face full of disbelief, picked up the silver and inspected it closely, even biting it several times with his teeth.

But no matter how he looked at it, it was indeed a genuine bar of silver.

And just by hefting it in his hand, he could tell that it was definitely much more than twenty taels.

"This..." Yang Zelin was dumbstruck.

In no way had he expected that Xue An could actually produce twenty taels of silver.

Chan’er looked back and forth between Yang Zelin and Xue An, her face full of disbelief.

She was the one who knew best about the financial situation of master and servant.

Not to mention twenty taels, they couldn’t even produce two copper coins.

And last night the young master had slept soundly in bed all night; could this silver have fallen from the sky?

At that moment, Xue An stood with his hands behind his back and said indifferently, "There’s the silver you wanted, Shopkeeper Yang, please leave!"

Xue An was a very polite person; even when telling someone to leave, he added a please.

Yang Zelin’s face turned from green to white, and although he was full of suspicion and rage, he was intimidated by Xue An’s dismissive attitude and could only slink away from the room, crestfallen.