Tang Dun covered his eyes, "Do you have to be so loud? Can't you see that everyone is listening? How embarrassing!"

  "Oh yeah, seven minutes well done steak is the best!" Little Lori thought she had helped Tang Don and was very happy. She sat back in her seat with a sense of importance, picked up her knife and fork, and began to tackle the steak.

  Walnut's small white teeth chattered quickly, and in the meantime, she glanced at Vieli, revealing a triumphant look that seemed to say "I've discovered your secret".

  Vieri's mouth twitched, and he was at a loss for words after being teased by the little loli. It seemed that he could only drag it out until Hanna arrived. After all, when dealing with men, women, especially beautiful women, had a natural advantage.

  "When is Hanna coming?" Danton asked, savoring his steak, seemingly enjoying the meal, but actually thinking about how to deal with Hanna, and preparing to take out Vieli.

  "Ah, how did you know?" Vieri asked subconsciously and quickly shut his mouth again.

  Danton's mouth curled up in a faint smile, but he didn't answer. He wanted to let Vieri guess, and as long as his mind was confused, he could ask for information.

  Looking into Downton's black eyes, Vielli's hairs suddenly stood on end. This questioning tone was affirmative, indicating that he had already confirmed Hannah would come. How could this be possible? He hadn't mentioned a single word about it!

  "How did you know someone was coming?" Hazel blinked her eyes, looking puzzled at Vieri and then back at Downton.

  "It's quite simple, his gaze kept drifting towards the staircase, which suggests he was waiting for someone, and he ordered a big meal without any intention of leaving, constantly seeking conversation topics to drag me down." Downton looked at Vieri, "So, Mr., what do you plan to do with me?"

  Downton still hasn't forgotten Hannah's sky blue eyes that were full of confidence and pride, compared to her, Vieli is obviously easier to deal with.

  "Let's talk about it when Hannah comes, please wait a bit!" Vieri forced out a wry smile, he was really worried that things would be messed up. "We don't have any malicious intentions."

  "Wow, is this reasoning?!" Seeing Vielle's expression, Walnut clicked his tongue and immediately became excited. "Can you teach me?"

  Tang Dun was speechless, the little loli's ability to interrupt was really too strong, and the atmosphere changed in an instant.

  "I also like watching detectives." Vieiri smiled dryly and continued the topic.

  Downton was about to continue when he heard a familiar boisterous laugh that made him frown.

  "It's better for you to know your place, don't worry, I'll take care of you, at the post office, no one dares to bully you." Mate walked into the tavern surrounded by a group of postal workers, playing with three gold coins.

  The new mailman next to him was smiling, but in his heart he wanted to hate Ma Te to death. Not only did he extort the hard-earned salary, but also forced him to treat these old mailmen to a meal, it's really too despicable.

  "What's wrong? You seem to have some complaints?"

  An old postman grabbed the newcomer's neck and nodded in satisfaction after seeing him hastily deny it.

  "In my opinion, Tang Dun is an idiot. He's been a postman for almost three years and still hasn't earned as much 'extra income' as his brother Ma Te has in just one month."

  "He's a total waste of space, and yet he still dares to call himself the number one mailman in Redwood County. What arrogance! I think only Matt can live up to that title."

  These old postal workers are beneficiaries, and in the past, they were suppressed by Tong Dun. Now that Ma Te is in power, they have become even more unscrupulous. Of course, the money extorted from new postal workers will naturally be shared with Ma Te.

  "Don't call me Big Brother, call me Postmaster!" Matt was full of vigor and managed over a hundred postmen. In his eyes, this was the pinnacle of his life.

  "Yes, Postmaster." The postmen naturally tried every way to curry favor with him.

  "How can the first postal rider match up to Master Ma's status? He should be called the Fox of Western Border instead."

  "Haha, this is just between you and me, don't spread it around, I'm not like Tang Don who's arrogant. " Matt smiled complacently for a few moments before hurriedly instructing his subordinates in a dignified manner.

  Because of the nickname "Western Fox" given by his colleagues, Tang Dun was bothered by Xiao Gelang every day.

  Although he didn't want to admit it, Matt knew that he wasn't as lucky as Dongton, who always managed to get away unscathed. If the son of the first merchant in Chenyu Town had his sights set on him, he'd be lucky to escape with just a few scrapes.

  The old postal workers were amused, but in fact, they understood Matt better than Tongdon. They knew he was worried about being bothered by Xiao Ge Langtai, so he didn't let him speak. Otherwise, with his outgoing personality, he would have spread it throughout the entire Western Territory long ago. However, everyone eats under someone's hand and won't be impolite.

  "Postman's long, you sit!" A postman eagerly ran to an empty table, pulled out a chair, wiped it clean and beckoned to Matte.

  "I'm just a mailman, but you're acting so arrogant?" Vieri couldn't help but blurt out a curse, even ordinary barons didn't have such a big attitude.

  Matt looked around the tavern with a self-satisfied smirk, expecting to see envy and jealousy in the eyes of the down-on-their-luck mercenaries, but instead he saw Downton.

  "Hey, look who's here! It's our old friend Tong Dun the mailman!" Ma Te sneered at Tong Dun, remembering how he had ridden off on his warhorse with a disdainful attitude at the Leyman Horse Farm last time, without even giving him a glance. He was so angry that he almost spat blood, and walked over without hesitation.

  The postmen swarmed over, surrounding him.

  The mercenaries saw that there was a conflict to watch and immediately howled.

  "What's it like to have stolen something and not gotten caught?" Matt stared at Danton, his tone jealous and hateful. He just couldn't believe that this poor guy could earn over 20,000 gold coins in more than a month. He must have done something illegal.

  Downton was eating his steak slowly and deliberately, without even glancing at Matt once.

  "Be careful, this guy is a scammer and a scoundrel." Matt looked at the sumptuous food on the dining table, swallowed his saliva, and suddenly turned to Vieli, slandering Tangton.

  Vierre's long gown was obviously high-end goods. Matt thought that this meal was Tang Dun cheating to eat and drink, so he wanted to expose him.

  "What are you? Dare to interfere with Master Vieri's affairs?" Vieri sneered, the two men obviously having a grudge, he pondered whether to give Matteo a good thrashing and take the opportunity to curry favor with Tongton.

  "Are you looking for death? Can't you see I'm just reminding you?" Matt was stunned, and soon he was about to be furious. This muscle-brained guy deserved to be screwed over.

  "Hey, did you bring enough money today? We'll let it slide this time, but you must treat the mailman to a beautiful dancing girl for drinks!" The old mailman scolded the new mailman, helping Matt save face.

  "Hmph, let me tell you, I'm now the postmaster general! See this? This is the badge of my office!" Matt slapped a badge on the table and looked down at Tongdon with an air of superiority.

  At this moment, Matt felt that he had really trampled Downton under his feet, and the feeling was great.

  The new postman nodded and answered, but his eyes were secretly sizing up Tang Don. Is this the former postmaster who was known for being exceptionally good at his job and getting along with others, and liked to bring junior colleagues under his wing?

  Since becoming a postman, he heard his colleagues complaining every day that if Tong Dun was there, Ma Te and others would not dare to be so lawless, but unfortunately, he beat the secretary and was expelled.

  "Scram if you've nothing better to do, don't ruin my appetite." Tong Dun looked at the badge, a hint of memory flashing in his eyes. "I'm not in a good mood now, let's not let our last bit of affection disappear."

  An old postman hesitated for a moment, remembering Tangdon's care for himself, and subconsciously pulled Mart one pull.

  "Let's go eat!"

  "Get out!" Matt slapped the old postman in the face, "Whose subordinate are you now? If you don't want to do it, just say so, there are plenty of people who want to take your place."

  The old postman was beaten in front of a large crowd, listening to the mercenaries' ridicule, his face flushed with shame and anger.

  "Get out of my sight." Matt pushed the old postman aside, adjusted his collar, and spoke with disdain. "Favoritism? What's that? Why do you take extra care of Duren, Justin, and even Will, that good-for-nothing, but keep picking on me time and again?"

  "Matt, you've probably forgotten, it was Tongdon who persuaded the former postmaster to let you into the postal service." The old postman couldn't help but shout out loud, "You're also probably unaware that because of your repeated mistakes, the postmaster wanted to fire you more than once. It's only because of Tongdon's repeated guarantees that you were allowed to stay on."

  "What's it to you? Everything is in the past, and now I'm the postmaster." Matt was stirred up again by unpleasant memories, he hated others mentioning his past. "And what business do you have speaking here?"

  "Want me to help?" Vieri tapped his fingers on the table, dealing with Matte like a trivial matter, easier than crushing a few ants.

  "Scum!" Little Lori thought Mate was too shameless, she stuffed her mouth with steak while despising him, "Get out, or Liliim Hutao will teach you a lesson!"

  Bang! Matt clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on the dinner table, causing the dishes to jump wildly.

  "Ptoo!" Matt spat a wad of phlegm into the fish soup, defiantly staring at Tong Dun. "Teach me? Ha! I'm a first-tier soul mage, what can you possibly teach me?"

  A fist-sized soul shield was activated by Matei, rotating around his body.

  "Are you ready?" Downton put down his dinner knife, wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up.

  "What's the big idea? Hmph, even if you kneel down and apologize today, you're dead for sure." Matt's right leg lifted fiercely, kicking Tang Dun's abdomen ruthlessly. He couldn't wait to cripple him, watching him kneel on the ground like a dead dog begging for mercy.

  "Of course I'm ready to take a beating!" Tong Dun's right foot, clad in knee-high military boots, shot out quickly and landed squarely on Mate's right shinbone.

  Crack! A crisp cracking sound echoed through the tavern, and Matt let out a blood-curdling scream like a slaughtered pig, unable to bear the immense pain as he stumbled backward.