Danton withdrew his left foot, leaned back his upper body, and calmly watched the clerk's greasy palm fan past the tip of his nose, bringing a flow of air that ruffled his black hair on his forehead.

  This slap was powerful enough, if it hit, Tang Dun's teeth would be loosened.

  The mailmen looked down, but they all glanced at the situation with their eyes, seeing that Tong Dun was actually dodging and his surprised eyeballs almost jumped out. Did he not want this job anymore?

  The clerk's character is very cruel, always finding excuses to beat people, but the postal workers can only endure it and not dare to hide, otherwise he will often find trouble with you, torture you until you can't bear it, and automatically quit. At that time, even this month's salary cannot be received.

  In front of his subordinates, the slap missed, making Ballmer feel a great loss of prestige. His chubby face immediately turned iron blue, and he took a step forward, raised his leg and kicked towards Tangton's belly.

  Dundun dodged the heavy kick with a sideways movement like a spirit cat.

  Balmur was relentless, his large hands waving wildly as he grabbed at his hair, the violent motion causing his ample belly to jiggle up and down.

  Bang, a copper button on the shirt was broken off, revealing a circle of fat.

  In just over ten seconds, Ballmer couldn't keep up, his hands on his thighs, panting heavily, like a ridiculous fat pig, but nobody dared to laugh.

  "You're insolent! I'll have you fired!" Ballmer glared at Danton, bellowing as if that was the only way to regain some semblance of authority.

  "Sir, it's all my fault, please calm down, Tang Dun didn't mean to offend you!"

  Seeing Downton speak up for himself, Will was so moved that he forgot his pain and ran to Balmor's side to support him.

  "Get out!" Ballmer finally found a vent for his anger, grabbed Will's hair with one hand and slapped him in the face.

  Slap, slap, the crisp sound of slapping filled the post office hall, the postal workers looked at Will's swollen face, quiet as a cicada in winter, afraid of being affected.

  Tang Don knew he was being targeted, and even if he escaped this time, there would still be trouble waiting for him ahead, after all, Bao Ermer was his direct superior, determined to deal with him, and the methods were endless.

  "Calm down!" Tang Don wanted to resign and be done with it, but thinking of his sister's tuition fees, he endured instead. "Besides, wouldn't leaving like this just make him even more pleased?"

  "That's enough, let him go!"

  The clerk was suddenly frightened and jumped up, he never dreamed that a postman like a miscellaneous fish would dare to shout at him.

  "Calm down quickly, think of a solution!" Facing Ballmer's furious gaze, Tongdon's brain was fully open. He knew that if he couldn't find an excuse, he would definitely face the other party's stormy attack.

  "What's everyone staring at? Break this mongrel's legs for me!" Ballmer turned around, bellowing at the postal workers in the hall. He was not stupid enough to be beyond help and knew how to use his position to bully people.

  The postal workers looked at each other, hesitating and not moving forward. Tang's relationship with the people was good, making it hard for them to take action, but they also couldn't disobey their superior's orders.

  "This is a great opportunity to get in good with the boss, I might even get promoted! Matt's eyes flickered as he weighed the pros and cons, but just as he took a step forward, he caught Downton's gaze sweeping over him, his body stiffening instantly. After all, the other man had seniority as a postal worker and had even mentored him."

  "No choice now, I'll expose Duren and drive him away, there's no turning back!" Matt's forehead was covered in cold sweat, but looking at the secretary's figure, he immediately made up his mind.

  "Tang Dun, what kind of person are you, daring to defy the superior? Kneel down and apologize at once!" Ma Te shouted cunningly to his colleagues, "Take action, don't let him act wildly in the post office."

  Someone took the lead, and ten postmen who had a normal relationship with Tong Dun immediately stood out, pounced on him. Not to mention that this was an opportunity to show loyalty to the secretary, if not, they would definitely be put in a difficult position later.

  Without entering the Soul Stage and unlocking his talent, Tang Dong wouldn't have been a match for ten postal workers. The clerk seemed to have already seen him being beaten to death and smiled with satisfaction.

  "What a pity, such a good talent! If you weren't the former's confidant, I would definitely appreciate you!" Ballmer also acknowledged Downton's ability, but this guy was too unappreciative. He had been in office for two months and didn't even show respect or courtesy, who else would he try to intimidate?

  Seeing the trend has gone, two more postmen rushed out.

  "Haha, mongrel, did you see that? This is the charm of power!"

  The clerk sneered with pleasure, enjoying the thrill of ordering others around, but soon saw that the other person's face remained calm and serene, which suddenly reduced his pleasure, and he couldn't help but curse, "Smash that face to pieces for me!"

  "Halt! I am Melissa's person, if you want to die try moving me!"

  Although he was in a crisis, Downton's self-esteem did not allow him to escape from the post office, and he suddenly shouted a sentence.

  "Wait!" The clerk was startled and stopped his subordinates, asking incredulously, "What did you say?"

  "I serve Melissa!"

  Bolmer was a lecherous old devil who often harassed the female clerks at the post office, but Downton had never seen him flirt with Melissa.

  The current attitude makes Tang Don even more certain of his judgment. No matter what Melissa's identity is, as long as he is wary of her, that's enough.

  "Are you kidding me?" Balmers face changed, staring at Tongdon, he was an official after all, and would not be fooled by a commoner's words.

  "You can go and verify!" Tanton struck a carefree pose, but in his heart he was anxious. As soon as Melissa came to the post office tomorrow, he would be exposed.

  The clerk would never think of Downton as Melissa's man, at most it was a master-slave relationship, but still very troublesome.

  Two months ago when he first arrived at the Morning Mist Town post office, as soon as Balm saw Melissa, he couldn't wait to get her into bed.

  This woman exudes a languid charm all over her body, more beautiful than those social flowers walking in the upper class of the imperial capital, making people's eyes greedy to death.

  Balmont had heard the rumors that she was a baron's mistress, but he didn't mind; a woman without any support would inevitably resort to some means to ensure her own safety.

  On a rainy afternoon, Balmont called Melissa into the office, ready to make his move, but before he could even touch those two plump buttocks, a letter was slapped in his face.

  After seeing the content, Baoerman was sweating profusely and changed the subject, no longer daring to attract her attention.

  "Mutt, enjoy your last few days of gloating." Ballmer snatched the mail off the table and flung it at Danton, his voice venomous. "You think with Melissa backing you up, I won't be able to take care of you?"

  The postal workers did not know why the secretary changed his mind, but it was clear that Tang Don had stayed behind, and everyone's face had changed. After all, this was a thorough about-face with him. Thinking of the nickname "Western Border Fox", everyone shuddered, feeling that the days ahead would be difficult.

  "I'll be waiting with bated breath!" Tandon tidied up the letter, took a glance at the grand hall where he had stayed for three years, his mouth unwilling to concede defeat, but in his heart, he let out a sigh.

  The excuse will be exposed tomorrow, and he can never come back again.

  "Those commoners are just commoners, they don't understand the slightest bit of etiquette. I heard your sister is a student at St. George's Magic Academy? Humph, how could a plebeian hybrid possibly get into that kind of elite academy?" Looking at Tangdon's calm demeanor, Boulman was so angry that he couldn't help but lash out with his sharp tongue, "She must have become a prostitute, serving over 180 men every day, there's no way she can afford the tuition!"

  "Look out!" The postal workers instinctively looked at Tong Dun, they all knew that Irene was his treasure, and Bao Mer's words were undoubtedly stirring up a hornet's nest.

  "You're looking for death!" Tangdon's expression suddenly turned ferocious, like a tornado sweeping across the ground, charging towards Balmers.

  "Stop him!"

  As he met Downton's hawk-like piercing gaze, Balmont's hair stood on end, and he unconsciously took a step back, his voice cracking.

  Too late, Tongdon's body leaned forward, his right foot exerted force on the ground, and he pounced on Bao'ermer like a cannonball. With both knees exerting force, his back stretched out like a large bow, letting his right fist shoot out like an arrow, heavily hitting the secretary's chin.

  Bang! Berman's head was knocked back, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Several bloody teeth fell to the floor.

  Danton's right arm withdrew, his fist flew out, and he struck the secretary's face repeatedly with a loud crackling sound. The secretary's nose bridge collapsed, and blood spurted out like a fountain, soaking through the front of his shirt.

  A few postal workers who were on good terms with each other rushed up and blocked Tang Dun's way.

  "Stop it, you'll kill him! You'll end up in jail!" Will hugged his waist, extremely relieved that he hadn't entered the Soul Stage, or else Balm would have been killed with a single punch.

  Boom! Like a mountain of flesh, Ballmer crashed onto the floor.

  "You're dead meat, I swear it. And I'll sell your sister to the lowest brothel in town, where those stinking laborers will screw her every day!" Ballmer's limbs convulsed with pain as he glared at Downton, wanting to tear him limb from limb.

  "I'll be waiting!" Tanton licked a fistful of fresh blood, spat it out with a "ptui", and left the post office without looking back.

  The postal workers looked at the chaotic hall, silent and speechless, all frightened by Tang Dun's outburst. They suddenly realized that turning against this kid seemed to be the worst decision.

  Standing on the long street of Chenwu Town, Tang Dun looked up and let the rain wash his face, gradually calming down.

  "But just a newly appointed secretary of a border town, with no connections established yet, how much power can he have? At most, it's spending gold coins to hire those bloodthirsty and desperate mercenaries to trouble me!" Tang Don walked slowly with his cloak, thinking about the possible actions Baoerman might take.

  The Redwood County borders the notorious Dragon's Spine Hills and the Sunset Wastes, and with an incompetent border patrol officer, law and order have collapsed.

  Poor mountains and evil waters produce stubborn people, for the sake of a silver coin, they dare to kill on the street, cannibals and beastmen are everywhere. What about the constraints of imperial law? Can that thing fill their bellies? Between starving to death and being hanged after committing a crime, even the low-intelligence cannibal's whelps know how to choose!

  "It's still a matter of money, otherwise I can enter the Soul Stage within a month." Tang Dun touched his purse, really not wanting to use up his saved tuition fees, but the magical energy needed for promotion was too enormous, relying solely on natural absorption would take at least half a year.

  "A reward of 10,000?" As he passed by the Golden Elephant Tavern, Tong Dun saw a wanted poster on the bulletin board. The bright red gold coin pattern severely irritated his eyeballs.