The Legendary Man

Chapter 552 Who Sent You Here

Jonathan was slightly speechless as he looked at Leslie. Back at Triplex Manifesta, this girl had proactively approached him. Now they met here again.

“You were following me?” Jonathan asked nonchalantly as he took the plate of pasta from the stall owner. Due to his special identity, there had been several assassination attempts on him. As such, he cultivated a habit of being cautious of the people around him.

Usually, when he was outside, Jonathan would subconsciously take note of any special characteristics of the surrounding people or vehicles.

Once he sensed any abnormality, he would instantly become alert and be on standby mode to attack anytime.

However, this habit of Jonathan’s was not entirely foolproof. Many a time, he would not pay extra attention to the people who were seemingly ordinary and non-threatening.

Thus, if Leslie had really followed him, it was possible that Jonathan would not have noticed.

Hearing Jonathan’s words, the pasta stall owner glanced at Leslie. There was a look of pity in his eyes.

Leslie was speechless when she saw the stall owner’s expression. Most probably, the stall owner was seeing her as a bimbo who was lovestruck with Jonathan.

However, she did not say anything and instead proceeded to sit beside Jonathan.

“I’m not trying to be sarcastic. But look at you. You’re someone who was willing to spend one hundred and fifty million to bid for the opportunity to be the first to pray at the temple. Yet, here you are, eating a plate of pasta that cost ten. Do you have to be so thrifty?” Leslie asked mockingly.

Jonathan took a side glance at Leslie before he continued eating his pasta.

“I believe this is my first time meeting you. We’re not close, and we’re certainly not friends. I don’t have anything to talk to you about.” Although Jonathan did not say it outright, it was obvious that he wanted Leslie to leave.

Jonathan was supposed to stay at Triplex Manifesta for cultivation after promising Sofus to enter Summerbank Abyss together tomorrow.

Sect focused on internal cultivation, the members generally did not care much about food. Dinner was a simple fare of bread and pickles, which were too plain for Jonathan. Thus, he descended the mountain to the town to

to be an elite warrior. Under emergency circumstances, he could even eat rodents and sorts, let alone plain-tasting

this was not the war times. He did

to open up his mind and hopefully be at

annoyed bumping into Leslie when all

quite pretty and had a good figure

to be too involved with her. His

only did she not leave, but she continued sitting there and lit a

Besides, you don’t own this place, right?” Leslie

find any reason to rebuke her and decided to

“In terms of looks, I may not outshine the celebrities or models, but I’m definitely considered pretty. Usually, men will try all means to get close to me when they see

raised his head, visibly irked. “Since you can guess my identity based on

asked with a smile. She cupped her chin

murderous intent flashed across

lowly family like yours.” Jonathan inched toward Leslie and warned, “And I mean every single

Smack!

book cover, there was a logo embossed in red and gold. The logo was a sword with

easily recognize that logo, for that was the emblem of the Chanaean police

If you want to challenge the law by force, by all

not obliged to.” Jonathan took a piece of tissue paper and wiped his mouth lightly before continuing, “Officer Hart, please feel free to

around and

in Summerbank… I suspect this is the doing of cultivators. That

“Can’t you just listen to me

out to grab