Tang Don simply took a bath, put on the light leather armor of the Hundred Warriors, and then wore the black uniform representing his identity as a supervisor outside. He hung a short stick at his waist.

  The entire corridor was filled with miners waiting quietly. When they saw Tang Don walk out of the dormitory, they immediately leaned against the walls on both sides and bowed their heads in greeting.

  These burly men faced the sixteen-year-old Tang Don with a respectful expression, and some people even looked at his uniform with thick envy and flattery.

  "I believe you've heard the foreman's words before you came, I'll reiterate once more. No matter what I say, you must do it unconditionally, and you will receive a reward of ten gold coins. If anyone drags their feet, I will make them understand the consequences of disobeying me."

  Tang Dun walked slowly by, his face calm and collected, his eyes scanning the faces of the miners, none of whom dared to meet his gaze, all lowering their heads.

  "Did everyone understand?" Similarly, Jackson, also in light armor, carried the Splitting Dragon Tooth Battle Axe and a Warrior's Sword, carefully holding the Ancient Tome with his left hand as he followed behind Danton, letting out a loud roar.

  "I get it!" A group of sturdy men excitedly shouted loudly, with momentum like a rainbow.

  Anyone who dares to appear in front of Downton at this time, without exception, has enough courage and ambition to want to get promoted and rich. If Downton appears weak, they will have to reconsider their position.

  "Very good!" Danton nodded and quickened his pace, "Departure!"

  None of the three hundred men gave a loud answer, but as soon as Tong Dun walked through the corridor, the miners standing on both sides would immediately follow behind him.

  A strong and unyielding atmosphere emerged from the silence.

  Some miners hid behind the dormitory door and peeked out, with a mixture of emotions in their hearts.

  "That kid is really something, he's been in the mine for just a few days and already became a foreman."

  "He's really lucky, he must have sucked up to Du Feng Kun a lot, otherwise why would the boss choose him?"

  Some people envied him, wishing they could replace Tong Dun and walk at the forefront of that formation, tasting the power and prestige of commanding others. Others looked down on him, whispering and slandering.

  "Alright, didn't you see how fiercely the boss and the general manager were arguing? If it were you, I reckon you'd have been scared stiff by now."

  "Even if you're dissatisfied, it's better to keep your mouth shut. If someone reports this to Lord Downton, we don't want to be implicated by you."

  The miners who were slandering Tong Dun looked around and found that some people were staring at them, so they were suddenly frightened and quickly shouted to show their stance.

  "I didn't say anything, Director Tang is so fierce, maybe he can become the general manager soon, we must support him."

  Downton wants to take revenge on the supervisors' trusted men, they are just miners, and can be easily dealt with for any reason.

  "Foreman, the leader of each building is a trusted person of the foremen, managing the miners for them." Some old-timers among the miners were very familiar with those people and eagerly rushed to lead the way.

  Tang Dun chose building 12, which was far away from the main building. Even if the foremen heard the news and rushed over, this distance would be enough for him to take care of a lot of people.

  The team marched towards the dormitory building in a mighty manner, startling many people.

  Every window of the dormitory building was crowded with people, they stretched their necks to look down and saw that it was Tang Dun leading the team, wondering what he wanted to do.

  "Leave ten people behind, guard the entrance, and without my order, no one is allowed to come out."

  Building 12 has come into view. With a single order from Tang Don, more than 20 miners rushed to the entrance and blocked the miners who were about to come out.

  "Go, notify every floor, just say that there will be a major health inspection, and let them tidy up their rooms and wait for me!" Tang Don walked straight into the corridor and stopped in front of the first dormitory on the first floor. Without him moving his hands, someone had already run to knock on the door.

  The door opened, revealing two pale and frightened faces.

  "What's going on? Come out, Tang Don is here to inspect the hygiene." A few burly miners directly pulled them out and stood aside, waiting respectfully for Tang Don to enter.

  "It's too messy, be more careful next time." Tang Dun didn't go in, he just stood at the door and took a few glances before continuing on his way.

  Waiting for Tang Dun to leave, the workers in this dormitory finally breathed a sigh of relief. Two of them were afraid of trouble and hurriedly folded their quilts, even wanting to sweep the room.

  "Where's the dormitory head? Go get him, tell him to come down and see me." Tang Don walked through the corridor, roughly glancing at the dormitories, after all, checking hygiene was just an excuse, what he wanted to find was trouble with the dormitory head, not these ordinary miners.

  Of course, if there's a troublemaker, Tong Dun wouldn't mind giving him some good looks.

  After waiting for three minutes, the captain did not show up, and the two miners who were sent also got slapped in the face.

  "Lead the way!"

  Downton's face fell.

  The door of Room 307 was tightly closed, and no matter how hard the miner knocked on the door, there was no response.

  "Are you idiots? Get it open!" Downton thundered.

  The miners were allowed in and a violent side was revealed, they found iron bars and pickaxes and smashed open the wooden doors.

  "What are you doing?" The building manager didn't expect these people to come in so aggressively, his voice trembling slightly as he pulled out his backstage, "I'm the building manager, under the general manager's command."

  "What's he still dawdling for? Give him a thrashing!" Tanton, too lazy to listen to such nonsense, impatiently tapped the wall with his short stick.

  "You can't hit me, I am..." Before he could finish speaking, Tong Dun threw his baton and smashed it into the man's mouth, blood spraying everywhere.

  A dozen or so miners living in this building were the first to react. They had often suffered at the hands of the building owner, and now they finally got their revenge back.

  "Foreman!" A miner picked up a short stick and handed it back to Tong Dun.

  "Go, to the next dormitory building!" Tong Dun picked up the stick and casually wiped the bloodstain on a motionless miner beside him, then turned around and left.

  Building No. 11, the building manager was a smooth middle-aged man, looking at the commotion opposite, he had already guessed Downton's intention and waited early at the door.

  "I'll have them sweep the room immediately, guaranteed spotless." The middle-aged man nodded and bowed, agreeing to everything Tang Don said.

  Tang Dun fell silent, staring at Lou Zhang, this slippery fellow was indeed difficult to deal with.

  "Hmph, he's just a sudden rising star, thinking of controlling me? Go eat shit! The floor leader appeared respectful on the surface but actually hated Tang Don so much that he wanted to smash his face, filled with contempt for him."

  "Are you looking down on me?" Tang Dun asked, poking his chest with a short stick.

  "How dare you! You're a young hero, our role model." The middle-aged man patted his horse's buttocks heavily, but in his heart he was cursing incessantly.

  "A despicable mongrel, daring to swagger right in front of me." The middle-aged man wanted to curse a few more sentences to vent his anger, but the short club came over without warning and hit him squarely on the cheek.

  The middle-aged man's teeth were almost knocked out, and his head was dizzy for a moment.

  "Are you looking down on me?" Tang Dun used his stick to push against the middle-aged man's chin and asked out the same sentence.

  "Really no... have!" The middle-aged man's 'have' word had not yet been spoken when Tang Dun suddenly slapped him again.

  Ah, the middle-aged man let out a miserable cry, his mouth was smashed and bloodied.

  Tang Dun didn't bother asking this time and waved his hand to continue fighting.

  "I really didn't, spare me, whatever you say in the future, I'll listen." The middle-aged man was scared by Tang Don's unreasonable behavior and knelt down with a thud. He had managed to get along well with others due to his smooth handling of situations, but he was truly at a loss when faced with someone like Tang Don.

  "I hate hypocrites who say one thing and do another."

  Dangton looked down on the middle-aged man with a condescending attitude, as if he was about to hit him. The middle-aged man quickly protected his head and begged for mercy with tears and snot all over his face.

  "Go!" Tong Dun left.

  The middle-aged man had just let out a sigh of relief when he heard a voice that sounded like it came from a devil.

  "Break one of his legs."

  "No!" The middle-aged man's cry was in vain as more than a dozen miners who had been bullied by him rushed in and gave him a good beating.

  Listening to the wails behind him, Tong Dun's eyebrows slightly furrowed, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

  "Give me the Grimoire." Tandon held out his hand to Jackson.

  "Master, this world follows the law of the jungle, you're too soft-hearted, you'll fall sooner or later." Jackson reminded.

  "I don't need you to teach me." Tong Dun glared at Jackson and flipped open the Demon Scripture, wanting to discuss it with Holma.

  "These lords are not good people, why do you care about them? When they oppressed the ordinary miners, did they ever consider those weak ones?" Holma knew that Danton was still young and his worldview had not yet taken shape, so sometimes he would be confused.

  "A lesson once learned is enough, won't I be too heavy-handed next time?"

  "They won't, they are all under the control of the foreman's power, and will definitely deal with you without mercy on command, so you need to solve them in advance." Holma reminded, "Without a leader, their subordinates will be like scattered sand and will not pose a threat."

  Tang Dun looked at the magical flame characters on the page and let out a sigh.

  "In your current situation, the most direct and effective way to make people fear you and not dare to provoke you is to use force to suppress them. As long as they think that the consequences of offending you far outweigh any benefits they might get, even if they are on the side of the overseer, they will become hesitant to carry out orders to attack you." Holma thought that Tang Don was already quite merciful, if it were her previous master, he would have started killing people long ago.

  "You must show enough mettle to stand up to the foremen on one side and the rank-and-file on the other, if you are going to give your subordinates confidence," Jackson urged. "Being kind and soft-spoken won't bring peace - it will only make the enemy think you're even weaker."

  A self-deprecating smile played on Tang Dun's lips, he hadn't even been seen through by a single ghoul, yet here he was, surrounded by enemies on all sides, one misstep and he'd be killed and thrown into the mine shaft. What grounds did he have to show mercy?

  The son of the town, the general manager, and those treacherous mercenaries are all like greedy hyenas, ready to pounce on Tang Dun at any time to snatch the magic book and battle axe. Even if it's Duofenke, if Tang Dun's performance doesn't satisfy him, he will also abandon him without hesitation.

  "Which building does the most trusted confidant of the supervisor live in? Let's go." Dangton's mentality changed, if he dies here, his sister will definitely be heartbroken, for her sake, he must survive.