The main gate of the lord's mansion is not easy to enter. Let alone Tang Dong, who was just a commoner, even if it were the mayor of Chen Yu Town, they would have to wait for an announcement.

  I made him wait outside the door and went in to report, but he didn't come out for a long time.

  "It's no wonder he's a trusted aide of the Duke of Western Territory, his bearing is quite impressive."

  Tang Dun didn't mind, looked up and saw that the afternoon sun was shining brightly.

  There are over a dozen silver eucalyptus trees planted beside the flowerbed in front of the villa, with dense branches and leaves casting large patches of dappled shadows.

  Tang Dun walked over, sat down on the ground, took out a book of magic medicine, and leaned against a tree trunk, reciting and memorizing.

  Sometimes there is a gentle breeze blowing over, bringing a refreshing sensation to the skin.

  "This young man is quite talented. He's a genius." Mrs. Dofenk stood behind the blinds, peeking at Tong Dun, that youthful and handsome face made her involuntarily gaze for over ten minutes, "Are you going to promote him?"

  "But he lacks reverence!"

  Duofen's tone was unpleasant, and the people who usually received him were all flattering and respectful. Even if they stood outside, they would wait with a humble expression. Who would have thought that this Tang Dun would actually sit under the tree to read a book?

  "What are you arguing with a poor country boy for? With their meager knowledge, they don't even know how noble your status is!" The wife smiled and flattered her husband.

  "Whatever, if I couldn't get a breakthrough, I wouldn't bother with this ungrateful fool." Dofenker thought that since he promoted Tong Dun, the latter should show some gratitude.

  "Go and call Tanton in." His wife instructed the servant, sighed inwardly, "Young man, you must seize the opportunity."

  Just as at Crow's Nest, Robinson's assessment of Downton, he is quiet and resembles a refined poet, with sharp facial features and an air that is lethal to some noblewomen who like literature and opera.

  "Downton, wipe your feet clean," the servant warned. "Come in with me and mind what you say!"

  Downton stepped on the stone slab with force and stomped his feet twice, but as soon as he stepped onto the stairs, he was stopped.

  "He can't go in." The two guards pointed their long spears at Jackson.

  Danton turned around and found that the fully armed ghoul looked indeed violent, especially a pair of green eyes, which made it look even more evil.

  "I am the butler of Lord Downton, why can't I enter?" Jackson's hand went to his waist behind him, grasping the crossbow, ready to give these two guys who dared to block it a shot.

  "Wait here, don't cause any trouble, and from now on, don't address me like that." Tang Zheng frowned, the word "sir" spat out by Jackson made him very uncomfortable.

  "Aye aye sir, your will be done!" Jackson stood at attention, his demeanor ridiculously respectful.

  Shou Wei gazed at Tang Don's receding back, spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm. He had also heard about the things that happened to Tang Don over the past two days. This time, being discovered by the master, it goes without saying that the young man would definitely be reused and rise to prominence.

  "Pshaw, what kind of master is this? Just a commoner, that's all." The guard muttered to himself, venting his frustration, and then saw a gaze full of dead air staring back at him.

  Shou Wei Dong suddenly shuddered, the feeling as if being stared at by a carrion lizard from the underworld, making one's body ache with rheumatism.

  "Apologize, or I'll eat you!" Jackson's hoarse voice was like a steel knife, stabbing into the guard's eardrum.

  The guard didn't want to speak, but in the next second, a crossbow was pressed against his head.

  "Sorry!" Jackson's voice grew louder as he noticed Downton turn around to look, and at this moment, it was only natural to show off a bit.

  "Sorry... sorry!" The icy arrow cluster stuck on his forehead made the guardian unable to put up a strong front, and he meekly surrendered.

  "Hmm, next time, I'll burst your head." Jackson hummed a little tune, walked contentedly under the shade of the tree, and took a short rest.

  This low-ranking Ghoul of Wisdom also has a wicked taste, and its previous behavior was not only to please Tongdon, but more because it extremely enjoys intimidating others, watching their fearful expressions and the posture of begging for mercy, it feels like its soul is going to be thrilled to heaven.

  "Just a commoner, where did he get so much good equipment from? He's really lucky! " Looking at Jackson wearing exquisite leather armor and carrying the tearing dragon tooth battle axe, the guardian cursed in his heart.

  Downton stepped on the wooden floor, making a faint sound.

  "He's here!" The servant knocked on the door and then withdrew to attend to other matters.

  The door opened quickly!

  "Hello, madam!"

  Dangton placed his left hand behind his waist and his right hand on his left chest, slightly bowing his upper body to make a courtesy salute.

  "How did you know I was the mistress and not the maid?"

  The woman nodded slightly in response, then asked curiously.

  "Your noble temperament is something those maids can't possess."

  Downton smiled and said, in fact, the answer is very simple. A woman of her age, with such exquisite clothes and well-maintained skin, how could she possibly be a maid? Moreover, the way she was alone with the master, without any restraint or shyness, was another proof.

  "Come in, the master wants to see you!" Although the noblewoman didn't say anything flattering, the smile between her eyebrows revealed that she was in a good mood.

  At first glance, Tong Dun got a passing grade and nodded his head in gratitude before walking towards the office desk.

  Daphne had put down her quill pen and was looking at Downton through her glasses, her piercing eyes seeming to see right through him.

  "Sir!" Tong Dun replied calmly.

  "Do you know why I called you here?" Dofenke finally spoke up after a full five minutes of silence.

  "It's unclear." Danton shook his head, lowering his eyelids and gazing at the carpet.

  Although it was just a fleeting glance, Tang Don had already observed this middle-aged man very carefully.

  Most of his hair had turned white, the long gown was not very new, but it was washed and cleaned, there was no wrinkle at the collar and cuffs, and it was ironed very flat.

  On the desk, the ink bottle and books were neatly arranged together. Tongdon also noticed that before speaking to himself, he had casually tidied up the sheepskin paper filled with words.

  This is a man who has developed a habit of being meticulous in life, and seems to have some obsessive-compulsive disorder. After making the judgment, Downton made every effort to deal with Daufenk.

  "You've been causing a lot of trouble lately, what do you think the mine is?" Dofenk yelled, wanting to give Tangton a warning.

  Dangton remained silent, with a slightly flustered expression on his face. From his experience at the post office, he knew that if he retorted, he would invite even more violent scolding and reprimand.

  Dofenke originally thought that Tong Dun, being young and vigorous, and having won the upper hand in his struggle with the big foreman and the overseer, would surely be proud and unwilling to submit to discipline. He was just preparing to use all his strength to teach him a lesson, but unexpectedly he did not utter a single word, like a child scolded by his teacher, praying for the storm to pass quickly.

  The master's roar grew louder, but his expression relaxed a lot. He was very satisfied with Tang Don's reaction, this is the reverence that a servant should have.

  Downton pursed his lips, moistening his eyes, and stole a glance at his wife.

  "Alright, enough of the lesson, let's get to the point!" The lady couldn't bear it anymore, Tang's pitiful and tearful expression was like a helpless young beast seeking help, which reminded her of her own little son, and her maternal instincts were suddenly stirred.

  Tang Dun has the nickname of First Postman and the title of Western Boundary Fox, his cunning, acting skills and wit are all recognized as NO.1 by postmen!

  Not to mention the two times he successfully escaped from Robinson's trio and Jackson's death contract, just that Danton had never been extorted even a single copper coin by the border guards known as the Western Worms was enough to show how clever and resourceful he was.

  "Cough, cough, the behavior of Da Gongtou and the supervisors privately collecting mineral taxes is something I detest. You're doing a good job, it's about time someone stood up for the rights of the miners." Dofenk finished his big stick and finally threw out the carrot, "If you were to become a supervisor, what would you do?"

  "I'm at your command." Danton liked to think before acting, and with Holma's guidance, he had been rehearsing ever since the explosion of the Osage workshop. If summoned by Dofenke, how should he respond?

  Tang Don and Holma had considered nearly a dozen possibilities, and they all came up with countermeasures. Now he just needed to take them out.

  "Very good!" Seeing Downton gave an answer without any hesitation, Daofenke thought it was his true words spoken by instinct, and he was overjoyed. "I will grant you the temporary right of supervisor now."

  "Thank you, sir!" Tang Zheng's expression was first incredulous, then turned into wild joy.

  "You'd better do a good job; if you disappoint me, I'll take away your position." Dofenck leaned back in his chair.

  Having control over someone else's fate feels great, and Daphne savored this moment, unaware that all these developments were within Tangdon's expectations.

  "Congratulations, would you like some tea?" The lady intervened, a small favor to make Downton grateful.

  "Thank you, I don't dare trouble you!" Tong Dun hastily stood up and even deliberately kicked the chair with his leg.

  The chair leg was caught in the carpet and almost fell over, Tang Dun hurriedly went to support it.

  "Haha!" Looking at Tang Don's anxious and embarrassed face, Dofenke burst out laughing. This is right, this is the attitude and performance a young man should have when facing what he should own.

  The lady carefully sized up Tang Don, finding that although he was wearing a large miner's uniform, there wasn't any coal dust on him. His long fingers and cheeks were all spotlessly clean, and when he smiled, his whole body exuded a refreshing scent like sunshine.

  "By the way, I heard you have a Warframe space gear? And a perfect-level battle axe?" Dofenke stopped laughing and stared at Tanton.

  Tang Dun's heart skipped a beat as he knew he couldn't dodge this question, and if he didn't answer well, he'd probably be done for in the next instant.

  At the same time, he heard that Tong Dun had severely humiliated his subordinate foreman in the cafeteria and led 300 guards to rush towards the foreman's building. This time, he wanted to thoroughly kill Tong Dun to maintain the dignity of the foremen's power.