Rebellious Old Servant: From Gatekeeper to Immortal Emperor

"Sir, are you going on another mission?"

The head of the family let him go.

Lin Xiaoxian looked at Qin Xiao with concern in her beautiful eyes.

While she was happy for Qin Xiao's rising status, the shadow of her father's death still lingered, and she really didn't want to see Qin Xiao running around for the Su family.

What would she do if Qin Xiao were to be born one day?

"Xiaoxian, don't worry. Being the mine manager is a good job. If I take this job, I can earn a lot of resources to support our cultivation."

Qin Xiao stroked Lin Xiaoxian's hair and said casually.

Now that Lin Xiaoxian has become a martial artist, she also needs resources for cultivation, so Qin Xiao naturally has to share some of his resources with her.

Therefore, for Qin Xiao, the more ways to make money, the better.

"I've heard my father say that the mine manager does indeed make a lot of money."

Lin Xiaoxian nodded, then looked at Qin Xiao with some worry, "But Father also said that the mines are always fiercely competitive, so you must be careful of those who plot against you when you go there, sir."

"I see."

Qin Xiao nodded. He had also heard that things were chaotic at the mine, with all the managers harboring their own ulterior motives and fighting tooth and nail over the profits from the mine.

But he was confident in suppressing those in charge; in the face of absolute power, any conspiracy or trickery was just a joke.

Early the next morning.

Qin Xiao then boarded the carriage prepared by the Su family and headed to the mine.

Now that he has a higher status, Qin Xiao naturally can no longer do everything himself as before.

The Su family wouldn't allow a steward to be without any subordinates, so they had already prepared servants, grooms, and special carriages for Qin Xiao to take care of all his miscellaneous affairs.

Qin Xiao sat leisurely inside the carriage.

He flipped through a small booklet, his eyes filled with emotion:

"I never imagined the world of martial arts could be so fascinating. I truly wasted seventy years of my life."

This booklet is titled "The Records of the Great Xuan Mountains and Rivers".

On that day, Qin Xiao jokingly said that he was ignorant and knew very little about the common knowledge of martial arts.

Unexpectedly, Luo Yiren remembered these words. After returning to the Su family, in addition to giving Qin Xiao the superior cultivation technique and the Qingling Pill, she also specially gave him this booklet compiled by the Great Xuan Dynasty.

This "Great Xuan Mountains and Rivers Chronicle" records everything about the Great Xuan Dynasty, including its culture, geography, natural resources, and treasures.

Besides that, a large part of the content is about martial arts forces, a lot of common knowledge about martial arts, as well as peerless divine skills, divine weapons, and even some top-level pseudo-divine weapons, all of which are recorded in it.

It's practically a simplified encyclopedia.

Flipping through this booklet, Qin Xiao's horizons broadened considerably, and he was no longer the person who knew nothing about the world of martial arts.

Engrossed in all these novel sights, Qin Xiao was completely absorbed until the coachman reminded him, "Lord Qin, we've arrived at the mine."

"So fast?"

Qin Xiao came to his senses and realized that a long time had passed, and the carriage had long since left the city and arrived at the Su family's mine.

His eyes sharpened, and his gaze became expectant.

Qin Xiao knew that although he had taken over the position of mine manager, it was not an easy job.

The people inside the mine won't just stand by and watch outsiders take away their profits.

However, Qin Xiao had already prepared himself mentally.

He wanted to see how the managers in the mine were going to resist him.

Just as Qin Xiao was thinking about how to deal with those managers...

Inside the mine.

A group of managers, clearly divided into three groups, were gathering together.

The discussion between them was quite heated.

"Gentlemen, the new steward is arriving soon. We should all have a plan for how to deal with him."

The middle-aged man with a hooked nose, He Guang, who was the leader of the group of managers in the middle, looked at the leaders of the other two groups of managers and said with a smile.

"What kind of rules do you want? A lowly gatekeeper who somehow became a martial artist and made a few small contributions, thinks he can eat, drink, and relieve himself on our heads? What kind of nonsense is this? Do you really think the three of us deputy stewards are going to listen to a gatekeeper's orders?"

On the left, a tall, burly man named Zhao Yaowu spoke with disdain.

"That's right."

On the right, another deputy steward chuckled coldly, "If it were a member of the Su family, it would be fine, but someone from another family, and a damn old codger who only became a martial artist at seventy, why should he stand above us? I, Luo Wei, am the first to object."

Upon hearing this, He Guang nodded, his eyes flashing with resentment:

"That's true. Logically speaking, since the patriarch is reforming the mines and forbidding any member of our clan from taking over the position of general manager, then the position should be filled by one of the three of us."

"Who would have thought that the head of the family would appoint an old man as the steward? This is indeed extremely unfair."

"However, that old man is the steward appointed by the patriarch after all, so we can't just directly oppose the patriarch, can we?"

At this point, He Guang's eyes showed some apprehension.

He didn't take the new old man seriously, but he couldn't ignore the head of the family's wishes.

"Who said we should oppose the head of the family?"

At this moment, Zhao Yaowu sneered, "If the three of us work together, it won't be difficult to sideline that old man."

"Oh? Working together, the three of us?" Luo Wei chuckled, looking at Zhao Yaowu with some suspicion.

The three deputy managers are usually the most fierce competitors, so it's no joke for them to work together.

"Brother Zhao is absolutely right," He Guang surprisingly agreed, then his gaze fell on Luo Wei.

"We may fight amongst ourselves on ordinary days, but we still eat together in the mine. We can't let outsiders benefit from this."

At this point, He Guang looked at Luo Wei with a half-smile:

"Luo Wei, do you not intend to cooperate with us, but instead plan to side with that old man?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yaowu immediately glared at Luo Wei with a fierce look in his eyes.

Luo Wei's expression changed, and he angrily said, "Who do you think you are? I'm a martial artist at the mid-stage of the Skin Refining realm, how could I possibly be a dog for a lackey!"

Upon hearing this, He Guang and Zhao Yaowu both smiled. That's more like it.

Then, He Guang said in a solemn tone:

"Alright, it's settled then. The three of us will work together to sideline that old man!"

"If that old bastard knows what's good for him, we'll give him a little something. If he doesn't? Hmph."

He Guang let out a sinister laugh, and the two deputy chief stewards beside him also gleamed with ferocity in their eyes.

How could a mere old man who has only been a martial artist for a few days possibly dare to cause trouble in front of three martial artists at the mid-stage of the Skin Refining Realm?

The group of subordinates and managers all wore expressions of schadenfreude.

These stewards were all subordinates of the three deputy stewards, but no one believed that the newly arrived steward could defeat the three deputy stewards.

Everyone was already eagerly anticipating a good show.

"So what if they don't know their place!"

But at that moment, an old voice suddenly rang out.