The Legendary Man

Chapter 716
Outside Summerbank Airport, Jonathan hailed a taxi and headed straight for Xenhall.
An hour and a half later, he arrived at Xenhall and hopped off the taxi.
Jonathan hesitated as he gazed upon the familiar path and the old trees, memories flooding his mind.
Back when he nearly died, Shane and Lynn saved him.
Of course, the main reason he survived was Vladimir's life-saving pill, but he still had to repay their favor.
The last time I came here, there was a commotion at Mr. Chancer's funeral. Seeing that, I helped Lynn chase away those loan
sharks before he could get buried. I promised to get her a job in the city but entered Summerbank Abyss to fight against Sofus,
Vladimir, and the rest. After that, I got the life-saving pill and hurried back to Tayhaven to save Aunt Sophia. As a result, I forgot
all about finding a job for Lynn. I'm back now, but I have to deliver the news of Sabino's death to her. They promised to spend the
rest of their lives with each other, so Lynn had been waiting for Sabino's return. How do I break the sad news to her?
It was only a three-hundred-meter trek to the village, but Jonathan was still making his way there slowly ten minutes later.
I'll arrive at Lynn's house after turning this corner, but how should I deliver the news to her?
Jonathan stared at the bloodstained jade pendant in his palm and gritted his teeth silently.
Sabino, if I don't tell Lynn the truth about your death, she won't be aware of it and won't be heartbroken. But I know she'll keep on
hoping for you to come back. What should I do? Should I deceive her by saying you're married with a child, or should I be honest
and tell her that you have passed away so she can accept your death?
Gripping the jade pendant, he took a deep breath.
After using his spiritual energy to evaporate his tears, Jonathan made his way to the Chancer residence.

From afar, Jonathan noticed there were wreaths and flower arrangements outside the Chancer residence. Funeral music was
playing as a group of people dressed in black apparel engaged in a heated discussion at the entrance.
Jonathan recognized these people as they ate together with him at the Chancer residence previously.
He couldn't forget how greedy they were.
Back then, he offered Lynn a bank card, but she declined. However, her relatives caused a commotion, fighting over it and
asking to hold onto it for safekeeping.
If that hadn't happened, Jonathan wouldn't have offered to help Lynn get a job in a city.
Funeral music and wreaths...
Jonathan frowned at the sight before him.
Didn't Mr. Chancer get buried over a month ago? Why are there still people dressed in black today? Is this a unique tradition in
Xenhall?
“What are you all doing? You usually come here only to get free medicine from Uncle Shane. You've never shown any concern
for Uncle Shane and Lynn, so how dare you come here to demand a share of the house? Your behavior is truly reprehensible!” a
tall young man in the crowd shouted indignantly.
He had barely finished his words when one woman standing beside him placed a hand on her hips and sneered, “Pfft! I can't
believe you have the audacity to say that about us. You're calling them 'Uncle Shane' and 'Lynn' now, huh? What did you do back
then?”
“That's right! You are a good-for-nothing who pried open your Uncle Shane's money box. How dare you claim the house belongs
to you? Your behavior is deplorable. I'm Lynn's cousin, so I get the biggest share of this house!”
“F*ck off! You don't even share the same surname as Lynn!”

As the three of them fought, Jonathan came to them.
“What the h*ll is going on?” he demanded icily.
Jonathan's voice penetrated everyone's ears like a loud electric drill, leading to their sudden silence.
They covered their ears and scattered away to find a place to hide.
On the other hand, Lynn's tall cousin spun on his heels and cursed loudly, “D*mn it. Who the f*ck shouted so loudly? Don't you
f*cking...”
His words were cut short at the sight of Jonathan. He flashed an ingratiating smile and exclaimed, “Ah, it's you, Mr. Goldstein. As
a respected guest, why didn't you let me know of your arrival so I could give you a proper welcome?”
Hearing that, the rest cut in unhappily, “Ernest, who is this loud man? Did you hire him to help you out?”
“Of course not!” Ernest Chancer waved his hands hastily. “Mr. Goldstein can spend one million without batting an eyelid. He has
far too much money to be interested in three houses and two acres of land. He's here to visit Lynn, so get out of his way!”
Hearing Ernest's words, the people dressed in black turned to look at Jonathan in surprise.
“Oh, I remember him! He showed up during Uncle Shane's funeral and helped Lynn chase away those loan sharks. I heard that
he offered a bank card to Lynn.”
“Yes, that's him!” Ernest declared.
He shot Jonathan a flattering smile and said, “Mr. Goldstein, since you're here, it's only right that you pay your last respects to
Lynn. Don't worry, for we're currently discussing how to make her funeral the grand event she deserves—”
Ernest was cut short as Jonathan held his throat and lifted him into the air.

“Who? Say it again. Who am I going to pay my last respects to?”
Ernest was over one hundred and ninety centimeters tall, but he was no match for Jonathan's strength. With ease, Jonathan
lifted him off the ground, leaving the other onlookers shocked and pale with fear at his display of might.
“L-Lynn. Aren't you here to see her off?” Ernest choked out, his face flushed crimson red as Jonathan was strangling his neck.
Jonathan glanced around and noticed that all the eyes were trained on him in confusion.
His gaze landed on the wreath not far away, and he noticed Lynn's name on it.
Tossing Ernest aside, Jonathan leaped into the courtyard.
In the middle of the courtyard stood a red coffin. Behind it was a mourning hall, displaying a black and white photo of Lynn.
In an instant, Jonathan felt a searing heat in his chest that could blow him apart any minute.
Lynn's portrait looked calm. Her gentle smile appeared to hint at a reluctance to depart from the world.
Jonathan's spiritual sense flowed into the coffin like a tidal wave.
In his spiritual mind, he saw a withered female corpse emerging before him.
“L-Lynn...”
Even though Jonathan's spiritual sense showed him the body clearly, he refused to acknowledge the truth.
He raised a leg and kicked the lid of the coffin away.
“What are you doing?” someone screamed outside.
Jonathan pressed a palm on the corpse's chest and channeled his spiritual energy into the body endlessly.

“Water!”
Following his shout, the water from the well in the courtyard shot into the air and turned into mist.
“Sacred Dragon, draw your water. Let all be restored and renewed!”
Countless red runes began to appear on Jonathan's body subtly. As he inhaled the mist, his spiritual energy mixed with it and
flowed into Lynn's body through his meridians.
Everyone else gaped in disbelief at the sight.
The withered corpse in the coffin absorbed the spiritual energy channeled by Jonathan and slowly puffed up like a sponge.
Jonathan trembled as he stared at the familiar face. It's Lynn!
He reached out to grab Ernest again. “Be honest with me. Who did this to her?”