From Beggar to Emperor: My Profession Has Its Own Characteristics

Thankfully, the little beggar survived.

Moreover, the little beggar's appearance had changed drastically.

The little beggar in my memory was skinny and bony, at least half a head shorter than the strong young man in front of me now, and his complexion was also completely different.

"I was a beggar back then, now I'm a porter," Zhu Yuan replied simply with a peaceful smile when she recognized him.

"Oh." Situ Susu nodded, and didn't say anything more.

She doesn't talk much with people she's not familiar with.

As for the kindness she had shown to the little beggar, she didn't care at all.

She nodded slightly to Butler Han, then left without lingering, book in hand, and walked along the corridor.

At this moment, Zhu Yuan also lowered his head, waiting for Butler Han to speak.

"I never expected that the Second Miss would save you like this." Butler Han looked in the direction Situ Susu had left, nodded slightly, and said with a touch of emotion.

"Second Miss is kind-hearted," Zhu Yuan replied softly, his gaze still slightly lowered.

"That's natural, but the other young ladies of the Situ family..."

Butler Han instinctively wanted to respond, but he paused halfway through his sentence, as if he suddenly realized that there were some things he couldn't say more about.

He quickly stopped talking, glanced at Zhu Yuan with a meaningful look, and then said.

"...Let's leave that aside for now and go."

"Um."

Zhu Yuan understood and said no more, carrying the wooden box and following in the footsteps of Steward Han.

Following the instructions of Butler Han, Zhu Yuan placed the wooden box in the designated location.

When he left, he still followed behind Butler Han, walking with his head down.

Before the two had even left the inner courtyard, a middle-aged man with a mustache and impeccable attire approached them; judging by his appearance, he was a butler.

"Butler Han, what do you mean by this?"

The newcomer spoke in an unfriendly tone, his sharp gaze sweeping over Butler Han before settling on Zhu Yuan.

"Butler Jiang, what do you want to say?" Butler Han stopped and turned to face Butler Jiang, his expression calm.

At this moment, Zhu Yuan also stopped and stood still.

He could feel Butler Jiang's scrutinizing gaze.

He didn't know the relationship between the stewards in the Situ family, but judging from the tone of their conversation, the relationship between Steward Han and Steward Jiang was definitely below average.

"Don't you know what I'm trying to say?" Butler Jiang raised an eyebrow, his voice rising slightly, his finger almost touching Zhu Yuan's nose. "The inner courtyard is where the family members live, with strict rules. How come you're bringing just anyone in?"

As he spoke, he looked Zhu Yuan up and down again in his simple tunic and porter's attire, a clear look of disgust flashing in his eyes.

"Butler Jiang, I have my reasons for who I bring and what I do," Butler Han said calmly. "I don't need to report to you about what I do."

With that, Butler Han ignored Butler Jiang, flicked his sleeves, turned around, and continued walking forward.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Yuan immediately stepped forward to follow.

At this moment, Butler Jiang's face darkened, and he stepped forward, blocking Zhu Yuan's path and stopping him in his tracks.

"Where did this porter come from? Does he even deserve to walk in the inner courtyard?" Butler Jiang looked Zhu Yuan up and down, his tone contemptuous.

It was obvious from Zhu Yuan's clothing that he was a porter.

As the steward of the Situ family, he still possesses this most basic discernment.

"Ignore him," Butler Han said to Zhu Yuan without turning his head, his steps unwavering.

"Try taking one more step!"

Jiang, the steward, was even more furious when he saw that Han, the steward, didn't take him seriously. He shouted at Zhu Yuan, clearly trying to save face for Han or to embarrass him.

At this point, Zhu Yuan's choice was simple: he should just listen to Steward Han. However, he couldn't just barge into Steward Jiang, who clearly held a high position in the household.

So he slightly shifted his body to the side, shifted his feet, and nimbly took a step to the right, intending to go around to the side.

Hearing the commotion, Butler Han glanced back and saw that Zhu Yuan had bypassed him. Satisfied, he turned back and continued walking forward.

"You little rascal!"

When Butler Jiang saw that Zhu Yuan not only didn't stop but also dared to go around him, he felt embarrassed and shouted angrily. Unable to contain his anger, he raised his foot and kicked Zhu Yuan hard in the waist!

Zhu Yuan remained vigilant. He caught a glimpse of Butler Jiang's movements out of the corner of his eye, and immediately pushed off with his feet, nimbly dodging to the side.

Butler Jiang's kick missed its mark. He staggered from the force of his kick, almost losing his balance and falling. He looked quite disheveled.

"Still dare to hide?"

Butler Jiang regained his balance, but became even more enraged, his face turning bright red, and he was about to lash out again.

At this moment, Butler Han turned his head again, his face darkening. Just as he was about to reprimand and stop Butler Jiang from continuing to make trouble, he heard a gentle yet clear female voice coming from the corner of the corridor not far away.

"Butler Jiang, what are you doing?"

Upon hearing this voice, Butler Jiang trembled, his angry expression vanished instantly, replaced by a submissive smile—his change of expression was remarkably swift.

He turned towards the source of the voice and bowed slightly: "It's like this, Second Miss. I saw Steward Han bring a strange porter to the inner courtyard, and I was worried that it would break the rules of the manor, so I asked him a few more questions."

Situ Susu walked slowly out from the corner of the corridor, still holding a book in her hand.

She glanced at Butler Jiang, Zhu Yuan, and the displeased-looking Butler Han, and asked, "I was the one who asked Butler Han to bring him in to do this work. What's wrong?"

"Oh, so it was your order, Second Miss." Butler Jiang's smile widened, tinged with obsequiousness, and he quickly said, "I was overthinking it. It's all Butler Han's fault for not explaining clearly, which caused the misunderstanding."

Situ Susu ignored Jiang's explanation and turned her attention to Han.

"Butler Han, come see me after you've finished dealing with your business."

"Yes, Second Miss," Butler Han replied hastily, bowing.

Situ Susu nodded, didn't look at Butler Jiang again, and turned to leave along the corridor.

Butler Han straightened up, smiled smugly at Butler Jiang, whose face was alternating between pale and flushed, and then nodded to Zhu Yuan, signaling him to continue following him.

This time, with Situ Susu's words in mind, Butler Jiang stood still, not daring to move an inch. He could only watch helplessly as Butler Han left with Zhu Yuan, his forced smile already frozen.

After the figures of Butler Han and Zhu Yuan disappeared behind the courtyard gate, Situ Susu had also already gone far away.

At this moment, the smile on Butler Jiang's face vanished completely, replaced by an extremely gloomy expression.

He glanced menacingly in the direction the two had left, then glared fiercely at the corridor where Situ Susu had gone.

Finally, he snorted heavily, flicked his sleeve, and with a gloomy face, strode quickly in the direction he had originally intended to go.