Danton took a step forward and charged, his right fist clenched like a battering ram, bringing with it a burst of wind, from bottom to top, heavily hitting Matt's chin.

  Bang, Matt's jaw shattered instantly, spewing blood foam, his whole body shot up straight like a dried salted fish, and crashed into the wooden ceiling.

  Rumble, the whole inn seemed to shake slightly, and the dust on the beams fell rustling.

  Matt was stunned and couldn't control his soul shield defense at all. Just as he landed, Tong Dun's second blow came horizontally.

  Giant Iron Fist.

  Bang, Tong Dun's body stretched out like a large bow, and his long arm iron fist was as strong as an arrow shot, solidly punching Mart's chest.

  Boom! Mate flew out horizontally, but before he could throw it far away, Tang Dong stretched out his big hand and grabbed the collar of his clothes, quickly pulling him down.

  Downton's knee came up, right in Matty's gut.

  Bang, Matt fell again and was thrown into the air, spitting out a mouthful of blood, which had already stained his collar red.

  Tang Zheng's right foot landed and his center of gravity shifted forward. His left leg followed through with a kick, like a galloping horse, and struck Marte's body.

  This blow sent Matt flying out more than eight meters, knocking over three dinner tables and splashing a floor of blood.

  Danton's consecutive attacks were like a flowing cloud, leaving the mercenaries stunned. That was a first-class soul magician, yet he was beaten like a sandbag, without any power to fight back.

  "This is impossible, I am a Magician!" Matt glared at Danton with venomous eyes, his angry roar causing him to cough up more blood.

  "Who told you I'm no longer a Magician?" Tang Dong snorted, two Soul Shields popping out and spinning around his body.

  "How is this possible?" Matt was almost blinded by the flash, his face full of incredulity. "Two months ago you were just a civilian, how could you have risen through the ranks so quickly?"

  Upon hearing this, Vieille's eyelid twitched suddenly. It seemed that Hannah's guess was correct, and the young man had indeed found the imperial tomb group at Crow Ridge.

  "You must be out of your mind! Even if it's three months, it's impossible for a mage to directly advance two ranks." A mercenary shouted in disbelief.

  "Nonsense, just thinking about it is impossible, unless the aristocratic families use magic stones to smash out, but the magic users cultivated in that way are absolutely rubbish in actual combat."

  "Yes, this kid's few attacks showcased his body's flexibility, eyesight, and experience to the fullest. How could he possibly be a useless product of formal education? It's clear that he has gone through extensive real-life combat to possess such skills."

  The mercenaries were chattering and evaluating Tandon, and even the leader of a small adventure team had the idea of recruiting him.

  "It can't be wrong, Tang Dun was still an ordinary postman two months ago. You can go and ask around." An old postman subconsciously shouted to save Matt's face.

  "I remembered that he was the young man who had burst forth with a small Geelong on the street several months ago, and indeed he had risen by one rank."

  "Yes, I remember now. He also has a perfect-level battle axe and the captain of the Lone Eye Mercenaries had trouble with him."

  The mercenaries looked at Tongdon with a mixture of curiosity, greed and inquiry in their eyes. If they knew that Tongdon was now a second-tier soul and might advance to the next level at any time, it would likely cause an even greater shock.

  "Enough of this nonsense, get out!" Tong Dun struck out, intentionally avoiding hitting Mate's head so that he would remain conscious and endure the intense pain in his body. However, he didn't expect to attract the attention of the mercenaries.

  "You just wait, I'll get you!" Matt felt like his whole body was going to shatter, spat out a mouthful of blood, and mumbled out the threat.

  Dangton picked up the wine jug and smashed it out, hitting Mate's cheek directly, smashing his nose and splashing blood.

  The postmen were frightened and turned around to run away.

  "Halt!"

  In view of Downton's reputation in the past, the postal workers almost instinctively stopped in their tracks and then apologized to Downton with a smile.

  "Take him away, don't make a scene here." Downton waved his hand, already too lazy to bother with these mailmen, now there was a wider world waiting for him to explore.

  "Sir!" The waiter came over.

  "I'll compensate you for whatever is broken." Tang Don understood the waiter's meaning. Anyway, these things weren't worth much, just a dozen or so silver coins.

  "This thing was clearly not right with that Matt, how can you let him pay?" The tavern owner witnessed the whole thing and walked over after the conflict ended, "Not letting customers enjoy a quiet dinner time is our dereliction of duty. Go, bring a barrel of red wine, it's my apology."

  "It's okay, I'll compensate you."

  Tang Dun's expression was calm as he refused, but in his heart, he was pondering the intentions of the tavern owner. He had been standing at the bar all along, so why didn't he come over to stop the conflict earlier? At first, he thought the owner would wait for him to smash things and then demand compensation at a high price, but now it seemed that an unexpected twist had emerged.

  "This kid is cautious, not easy to deal with!" The tavern owner smiled and glanced at Vieri, hesitating about how to approach him and pull him into the organization. The young man beside him seemed to have an ulterior motive as well.

  The conversation didn't continue because another uninvited guest burst into the tavern.

  "Where is Downton?" Lord Grantham bellowed, kicking over the dining table in front of him.

  Compared to Mate's postal identity that could be stripped away at any time, the son of the town mayor was the true number one young master of Morning Mist Town. Even Robinson, who had achieved success at a young age, would nod his head in respect when he saw him.

  The mercenaries quickly made way, after all, they had to make a living here, and offending others would be suicidal.

  "I thought you'd be hiding forever!" List stood beside Downton with a completely superior attitude.

  "Why should I hide?" Danton deliberately revealed a look of astonishment.

  "Very well, you're bold enough, you're the first person to dare speak to me like that." Enraged Liszt kicked the table with one foot, completely ignoring the tavern owner beside him. What if he was angry? Did he dare ask for compensation from himself?

  Among the broken cups and saucers, and the splashing soup, Tong Dun grabbed the little loli's collar from behind and pulled her up, dragging her to his back.

  "Let me go! How dare he smash Mr. Hu Tao's dinner table, I'm going to kill him!" Little Loli was furious, her small white teeth biting her pink lips, wanting to take down Li Si Te.

  Wei'er didn't make a move until Dangton was cleaned up, then he rescued him, which would definitely make him owe a favor to a big shot.

  "What kind of savage are you?" Liszt glared at Hu Tao with disgust, humming in his nostrils. "My patience is limited. Given your offense, I'll only pay 20,000 gold coins for that battle axe."

  "Did I say I was going to sell?" Tangdon stared straight into Lister's hawk-like eyes, without any retreat or fear.

  The mercenaries whispered to each other, mixed with some sighs and schadenfreude, they all knew that the young man was in trouble, he was the son of the town mayor, and there were many ways to deal with him.

  "Alright, I hope you won't regret this decision." Liszt cleared his throat and read out loud, "Three days ago, a high-ranking official of the Western Border Duke issued an announcement that all men in Morning Mist Town between the ages of 15 and 40 must go to Dagger Mine Mountain to serve a month of labor. Those who fail to report within a week will be treated as fugitives."

  The free folk of the Westerlands are better off than those serfs and slaves, but as long as they live here, in addition to bearing various heavy taxes, they must work for the Duke of the Westerlands for a month every year without pay, and any income generated during this period belongs to the duke.

  Seven years ago, free civilians who were forced into labor still had to bring their own food and water, which led to a massive bloody conflict.

  His Majesty the King saw that the contradictions between the nobility and the common people were getting bigger and bigger, in order to stabilize, he passed laws with a strong hand, making the nobles compromise, agreeing to bear food and pay a small salary during the labor period.

  Danton had not expected revenge to come so quickly, and there was no way to dodge it. If he didn't go, he would be stripped of his household registration, become a slave, and be sold off to compensate for the losses of Duke Praxido of Western Border.

  Of course, Downton could also choose to escape, in which case he would have no choice but to become a vagrant or a bandit. The former offered no security of life, and the latter, if caught, would certainly end with being hanged on the gallows.

  "Haha, how's that? Now ask me for help, and I can even exempt you from labor service. I'll even pay 20,000 gold coins." Lister sneered with a smile, leaning in close to Tangdon's ear, lowering his voice, "This is the taste of power, you're just a commoner, what makes you think you can fight me?"

  Dangton clenched his right fist, but at the moment he was about to hit Lister, he thought of his sister Irene and how she would be heartbroken if he became a thief.

  "What? Want to hit me? Why don't you take action?" Liszt tilted his chin and burst into a hearty laugh.

  "I won't let my sister lose face." Tong Dun took a deep breath and endured it, but this debt would be paid back sooner or later. Not to mention the mayor of Chenwu Town, even if he had to use money to smash his way out, he would smash his way into this position.

  "Big brother, beat him up, don't be afraid, I'll help you." Little Loli was fierce, stretching out her small legs, and if she hadn't been held back by Tang Dun, she would have kicked Li Si Te.

  "Hurry up and decide, I don't have time to waste on you!" Liszt said impatiently, urging him repeatedly.

  "What's going on, Tonton?" Hanna came down the stairs, instantly drawing the attention of all the men in the tavern.

  A loose red mage robe with golden thread embroidery on the edges, accentuating that full and plump chest due to its waist-tied design.

  Hannah had just taken a bath, her long hair was coiled on top of her head, with a few strands hanging down, the wet mist clinging to her made her whole person look somewhat sexy.

  Her elegant demeanor and the confidence and pride that shone through her every move were proof of her noble birth and good education.

  Liszt's eyes solidified, filled with eagerness and possessiveness.

  ..........

  PS: Seeking recommendation votes, collect!