The Legendary Man

Chapter 665 One Step Ahead

“You can’t?” The manager was slightly taken aback. “What do you mean by you can’t, Sir?” As he spoke, he could not turn his eyes away from the black card on the table.

Gosh! Did I misinterpret this person? Could that be a fake black card and could he be a scammer? But from his calm demeanor, he doesn’t look like one.

In actuality, the manager had encountered customers who dined and dashed. Those people either displayed cowardice or were full of excitement. To him, some of their glances even felt like a provocation.

However, none of them could remain calm like the person in front of him right then. Jonathan raised his head to look at the manager. “I’ve told you. I’m waiting for the others. I’ll pay when they’re here.”

“But you’ve been eating for more than one hour. How would I know if the people you spoke about existed or not?”

The manager was still smiling as he fixated his gaze on Jonathan. However, he started activating the spiritual energy in his body secretly.

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“Sir, there wasn’t any case of dining and dashing since the opening of our restaurant. I reckon you wouldn’t want to be the first person doing that,” the manager uttered.

At that moment, Jonathan was momentarily stunned as he could feel a wave of spiritual energy charging toward him.

Jonathan was a God Realm cultivator. He thought it was rather funny to be threatened by the spiritual energy of a Superior Realm cultivator.

It feels like seeing a three-year-old child swinging his fist toward me.

Noticing his expression, the manager thought Jonathan was frightened by his spiritual energy and cultivation level.

He put more effort into threatening Jonathan with his spiritual energy.

Usually, an ordinary person would feel a fluttering pulse and could hardly breathe in the face of the overwhelming pressure of spiritual energy.

In contrast, Jonathan felt pleased and satisfied in the face of the manager’s spiritual energy.

Although a Superior Realm cultivator could only channel out limited spiritual energy, as a cultivator himself, he felt refreshed when the concentration of spiritual energy around him increased.

“I’ve already said that I’m waiting for the others. I’ll pay the bills when they’re here. As for your spiritual energy… I think it’s best if you stop embarrassing yourself.” Jonathan picked up the black card and kept it in his pocket. “Although it feels comfortable to have more spiritual energy, I’ll kill you if you intend to test me again.”

Jonathan unleashed the spiritual energy in his body when he finished his sentence.

the manager. The overwhelming pressure

“A Grandmaster…”

the manager clumsily crawled out of

two people had just

are probably the two Grandmaster

force field to stop the two

I haven’t had enough,”

He scrambled to

turning around, worried that Jonathan would

a corner, he bumped into a tall and sturdy middle-aged man dressed

be in his forties,

the man’s gaze. A glance was enough to send a chill down one’s spine as he

eyes were filled with tons of emotions—greed,

asked coldly while

a cultivator

know!” Letting out a cold snort, Kenkage Murakami casually

uniform. Then he reached out and knocked on Jonathan’s

said softly as he looked at the

door and entered the

cold glance at the divider that had collapsed, Kenkage asked, “Is our food not to your liking,

the dishes are very appetizing,”

and slowly sat down in

a Grandmaster, Sir. However, if you have the intention of making a scene

questioned, “You’re from Jetroina.

“Yes.”

have

my father is a Jetroinian. I came to Chanaea when I was ten years old. It’s been thirty years since then. Why? Do you have to investigate my background

owner, you’ve been keeping a high profile, socializing with the upper classes of Kransbay for thirty years. I just wanted to know how much information about Doveston you have

to his feet almost immediately like a startled

Grandmaster force field, and a dagger appeared

while pointing the dagger at Jonathan. “That’s impossible! I’ve been hiding it for thirty

is generally used to slash open one’s stomach. It’s impolite for you to

“I was going to let you stay alive for a little longer. But now