The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 840

The Legendary Man Chapter 840-Donald slowly turned around, chewing a banana as he looked at Jonathan with cool indifference.

His tone was casual, and it almost felt like he was asking if the latter wanted a banana too.

Needless to say, there were only two options—take it or leave it.

Anyone could tell that Donald couldn’t care less about Jonathan’s answer, but the latter thought otherwise.

Grade A intelligence, huh? That’s a code word only high-level personnel in Asura’s Office will understand. Moreover, one has to be at least a lieutenant colonel to be privy to the information. Even though it may not be the most urgent, this information would still be classified as highly confidential. There’s no way it’d be easily disclosed… Therefore, I’m sure Donald had intentionally asked the question to guard against someone. Since it’s just him, Sean, and myself in the garden, it doesn’t take a genius to figure out who he’s wary of…

The next second, Jonathan moved his fingers and quietly conjured an invisible spirit shield with spiritual energy.

“He shouldn’t be able to hear anything now. Go on. Tell me what this is about,” he said, a glint of curiosity in his eyes.

“Mr. Goldstein, there’s something wrong with this kid,” Donald muttered as he continued to munch on his banana. “I advise you to kill him as soon as possible.”

Donald’s words were nothing short of appalling. After all, he had suggested killing Sean without blinking an eye.

Despite being taken aback, Jonathan didn’t let his emotions show and even made it a point to avoid glancing at Sean.

“Donald, you can’t just suddenly tell me to kill someone. You have to give me a reason,” he said with a chuckle.

Even though Jonathan sounded nonchalant, he knew Donald wasn’t one to make baseless accusations.

The latter, however, let out a heavy sigh and frowned.

“Sean gives off majorly strange vibes. His circadian rhythm, daily habits, and even the look in his eyes aren’t what a kid his age should have. Most importantly, he isn’t picky about food.”

couldn’t hide his bewilderment. “Huh? How is not

talking about adults, but he’s only seven,” Donald insisted. “When I say he isn’t a picky eater, I don’t mean he doesn’t have dietary restrictions. What I meant was he isn’t fussy about food at all. How’s that possible, though? As a kid, he should have preferences when it comes to flavors. Even if he’s just being obedient and choosing not to be picky, he should at least show some

Donald grabbed a stainless steel cocktail

Mr. Goldstein. It’s too dangerous to keep someone like

morphed into a massive hand and pressed

one who brought him back, so I

fourteen-year-old

utterly absurd, it wouldn’t stop him from digging deeper and trying to uncover the truth

if he proved to be a problem, there was

child to

“I’ll examine him now, and if

“Okay.”

pick flying into the fruit platter as he

through several invisible spirit shields

holding a long sword and practicing the

Jonathan approaching him, he

my

“Good!”

Jonathan had begun stirring up

air and struck Sean

Sean’s head while holding a dagger behind

had been imbued with the power of Pryncyp, and Jonathan would use it to chop off Sean’s head if something went awry during the

as he stood amidst the violent storm

I can sense the turmoil,

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