The Legendary Man novel Chapter 665

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.

“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.

Like a shock wave, his spiritual energy swept through the manager. The overwhelming pressure sent the manager flying backward, causing him to slam against the Jetroinian-style divider.

“A Grandmaster…”

Sensing Jonathan’s spiritual energy, the manager clumsily crawled out of the place.

At the same time, Jonathan could sense that two people had just quickly scanned his body by using spiritual sense.

They are probably the two Grandmaster Realm cultivators.

Jonathan activated his force field to stop the two Grandmasters’ spiritual sense from flowing.

“Continue to serve the food. I haven’t had enough,” instructed Jonathan.

The manager trembled slightly upon hearing Jonathan’s words. He scrambled to his feet and fled the room.

Along the corridor, the manager kept turning around, worried that Jonathan would come after him.

Just when he reached a corner, he bumped into a tall and sturdy middle-aged man dressed in a martial art uniform.

The man seemed to be in his forties, and he wore a stern expression.

Anyone would tremble upon meeting the man’s gaze. A glance was enough to send a chill down one’s spine as he looked like an evil spirit from hell.

His eyes were filled with tons of emotions—greed, violence, malice, and many more.

“What’s all the fuss about?” the middle-aged man asked coldly while grabbing the manager by his collar.

“Mr. Murakami… There’s a cultivator in there…”

“I know!” Letting out a cold snort, Kenkage Murakami casually shoved the manager aside. “Scram! Stop embarrassing yourself here!”

As he spoke, he straightened his martial art uniform. Then he reached out and knocked on Jonathan’s door.

“Come in,” Jonathan said softly as he looked at the door.