The Legendary Man novel Chapter 630

Chapter 630 You Cannot Run For Your Life

There was an unmissable hint of sarcasm in Seamus’ tone. At that very moment, there was only sheer contempt on his face. Jonathan stared at him, nonchalant as ever. “So a person in charge of a particular area even has the gall to question Asura’s Office now?”

Seamus waved his hand hastily. “No, no, no, don’t get me wrong. I have no fear in everything, but I don’t have the audacity to get on my superior’s nerves. You shouldn’t jump to a hasty conclusion and accuse me of that.”

He chuckled as he stretched out his hand, placing it on the tabletop between them in the car. “Mr. Lachy, I only intend to trade for some information.”

Jonathan looked at Seamus’ hand. A black bank card came into sight after the latter moved his hand away. After picking it up and flipping it over, he saw the image of a gold dragon on the other side.

“Wyvern Gold Gard.” Jonathan fiddled with the bank card and smiled. “If I’m not mistaken, this card is only issued to account holders with a saving of at least one hundred million.”

Seamus’ eyes lit up. Leaning against the seat, he guffawed. “Ha! You’re right. The representative from Asura’s Office is seemingly knowledgeable. I’m impressed. Mr. Lachy, there’s three hundred million in this card. You can withdraw cash with it from any Wyvern Bank worldwide. Just treat it as a token from a new friend.”

“Um, I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to accept it.” Jonathan turned him down with a smile. Seamus poured two glasses of red wine and handed a glass to Jonathan.

“You don’t have to overthink. After all, nobody else knows about it. There’s nothing inappropriate. Besides, I’m not thinking of obtaining any military information from you by giving you this card. I only wish to have a clearer insight into the stance of Asura’s Office. It’s not something confidential either.”

Jonathan nodded lightly and put the Wyvern Gold Card in his pocket before taking the glass of red wine from him.

There was a flicker of disdain in Seamus’ eyes when he saw Jonathan keeping the bank card.

Unequivocally, money can do magic! The headquarters of Asura’s Office assigned him for an inspection, so what? See, I manage to bribe him effortlessly.

Jonathan put his glass of red wine aside and grinned at Seamus. “Mr. Cornell, I’ve already kept the card in my pocket. What do you intend to know? Just cut to the chase.”

“What more do I intend to know? We’re only earning a living under Asura’s Office and in no position to build castles in the air with ambitious plans. We’re only striving hard for a better life.”

Jonathan relaxed his body and leaned against the seat upon hearing his words.

“I got it. Mr. Cornell, you don’t mind which side you need to take, don’t you? Most importantly, you’ll only bow to the winning party, right?”

“You’re smart! I’ve been putting effort into managing the intelligence network in Terrandya all these years. Now that Karl quits Asura’s Office and embarks on something new elsewhere, I presume an intense battle will unfold between Asura’s Office and him. Anyway, I’m only a lowly small fry. Before one of them emerges as the final winner, I don’t wish to step on anyone’s toes. Hence, I need your information very much.”

Jonathan massaged his forehead as he leaned against the seat and heaved a sigh.

While he was at the helm of Asura’s Office previously, he could effortlessly order his eight Kings of War to launch an attack by leading their troops of millions of soldiers.

It never occurred to him that the subordinate of Asura’s Office would dare to have such an absurd idea.

However, it was not at all surprising because even Karl, one of the Eight Kings of War, had ended up betraying them. Thus, it was normal that Seamus, too, had such wishful thinking since he was only the person in charge of the intelligence network in a small region.

Nevertheless, Jonathan could not help feeling frustrated as the irritating matter bugged his mind.

Rubbing the bridge of his nose, he said, “Seamus, you’re targeting me instead of aiming for my information, aren’t you?”

Hearing that, Seamus, who was pouring wine, momentarily froze.

“Oh? Mr. Lachy, what do you actually mean?”