The Legendary Man

Chapter 408 Here Comes Waxon

“Just so you know, Mr. Goldstein, you’d be denied entry if you were found to possess any kind of weapon,” reminded the young lady.

She knew Jonathan’s temper inside and out. Previously, he had broken Anson’s limbs in a heated argument. There would only be trouble if the guards were ignorant enough to get on his nerves.

“Right.”

Jonathan bobbed his head and strode toward the mansion at once.

He had no weapons with him, after all. He had even left his one-an-only Heaven Sword in the hotel room.

From his perspective, it would make no difference whether or not he was equipped with a weapon.

“Please cooperate with our security check.” The guards swept all over Jonathan’s body with a black-colored device before letting him inside. As he set his foot in, he noticed a parade of people was already in there.

The crowd consisted of both men and women, young and old. There was also a group of people with blond hair and blue eyes.

Yet, when Jonathan stepped forward, he instantly attracted the attention of the public.

He was, evidently, the only stranger among the myriads of individuals.

around the vicinity, he casually found a spot to take his seat as he awaited Waxon’s

the young lady approached him with two glasses of plain

while waving

made a name for themselves, while some of them are from affluent families; there are even some A-list

what they say—Earth provides enough to satisfy every man’s needs, but not every man’s greed? Humans would never be contented. When they have wealth, they will yearn for power; but once they’re in control, they’d try to rake

heard her statement. “Oh? So, you, too,

lady a clear-headed one despite being in

“Well, of course!”

that. “Every one

Guild?”

hub. Prominent figures are abundant here. If I didn’t get in, I don’t think I’ll ever be given the privilege to get acquainted with

well-thought-out life,” came Jonathan’s remark with a grin as he

us would never survive in Gronga.” The young

“Of course not.”

 It’s their freedom to choose how to

was a rare sight seeing Jonathan not being his usual aloof and concise self, which gave the young lady all the courage she needed to pose the

that, she had been baffled when Cecilia addressed Jonathan as her

like a scaredy cat in front

her fear toward him was already engraved in her

I any good at it.” Jonathan flicked the cigarette ash and went on