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.

by their stares. Scanning around the vicinity, he casually found a spot to

Jonathan sat down, the young lady approached him with two glasses of plain water.

while

took a seat beside him. “Look at them, Mr. Goldstein. Some of them have made a name for themselves, while some of them are from affluent families; there are even some A-list celebrities here. But they have all been fooled

adding, “Mr. Goldstein, is this 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

her statement. “Oh? So, you, too, are in the know of the

lady a clear-headed one despite being

“Well, of course!”

a chuckle at that. “Every

so, why did you still join Hunters Guild?” questioned Jonathan. His

don’t think I’ll ever be given the privilege to get acquainted with these big shots. Everybody’s making use of each other to reach our own objectives.

Jonathan’s

survive in Gronga.” The young lady shook her head while wearing a bitter smile.

“Of course not.”

that. It’s their freedom to choose how to live out

you running on the mainland?” It was a rare sight seeing Jonathan not being his

she had been baffled

only that, but Cecilia even acted like a scaredy cat

fear toward him was already engraved in

any good at it.” Jonathan flicked the cigarette ash and went on in a placid tone, “As for