Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 577 - Chapter 577 Chapter 521 The Curse of Immortality (Combined)

Chapter 577: Chapter 521: The Curse of Immortality (Combined) Chapter 577: Chapter 521: The Curse of Immortality (Combined) “Doctor?”

The tall and strong man standing in front looked at Higurashi Chika and Roger with a suspicious gaze.

Roger had his hands empty while Higurashi Chika only carried a briefcase the size of a laptop, just then the walkie-talkie’s indicator light lit up, and a woman’s voice came through.

“Haven’t they arrived yet?”

“Ms. Asami, whatever sickness you have, please tell me, I can find you the best doctor in the whole of Sunrise.” A man’s voice spoke up.

“I have already arrived,”

Higurashi Chika said timely.

“Eh?”

“Is it Ms. Higurashi?”

She abruptly ordered.

“Quick, bring Miss Higurashi Chika up, she is my friend.”

The strong man turned off the walkie-talkie and stepped forward as if he intended to do a simple search, but Roger lifted his head and just looked at the man.

The man then shook his head and walked away.

The elevator ascended, stopping at the 33rd floor.

Ding.

Someone at the entrance led the two into the room, and it was only after entering that Roger realized, Ms. Asami’s so-called residence was actually a duplex apartment.

The interior space was extremely open, connecting the upper and lower floors with a unified decor, with a luxury level comparable to those sprawling garden villas of several hundred square meters.

A massive floor-to-ceiling window, the morning sunlight through the glass lit up half the house.

“Please wait a moment.”

There were many people in the room, Roger noticed photographers, makeup artists, stylists, and a range of other staff members.

He glanced at Higurashi Chika, “Is this Asami a celebrity?”

Higurashi Chika didn’t answer, instead she just sat down politely on the living room sofa, remembering the admonishment she had given him before coming upstairs, Roger shook his head with a slight smile.

He sat opposite Higurashi Chika, casually picking up a magazine from the table, the cover emblazoned with bold letters:

Ai Asami, the immeasurable next decade!

A coquettish woman’s face occupied the entire cover, but judging by the features, this Ai Asami was not particularly delicate.

Her eyes were too narrow, her chin a bit pointy; to be honest, it didn’t quite fit Sunrise’s beauty standards, but these ordinary, even slightly flawed features combined together.

Add to that the allure reflected in the woman’s eyes and brows, it made her unforgettable at first glance.

This was not an extremely beautiful woman, but a standard siren.

Higurashi Chika’s gaze was straightforward, her posture and demeanor even somewhat stiff; Roger casually flipped through, and the magazine provided a detailed account of Ai Asami’s rise to fame and stardom.

What Roger hadn’t expected was that this seemingly sensual woman was just in her early twenties, an age where both looks and figure are at a woman’s prime.

Roger stood up, wandering aimlessly to the window, looking down to see that the crowd gathered in front of the building had swollen.

He saw paparazzi with long lenses, and many fans waving banners.

Pulling out his phone, he casually searched and what refreshed first was not this woman’s film or music works, but a long list of scandals.

The most recent one, from not long ago, was about Ai Asami and some executive from the entertainment company, a rumor of a romantic nature.

It was unknown which journalist was the first to track their movements, tracing them to this place, and then the crowd below had gathered.

“I didn’t expect you to be interested in these gossip,”

a voice came from behind, it was Higurashi Chika.

“Just a bit curious,” Roger replied, putting away his phone and turning around.

He then expanded his perception; the study a short distance away had its door tightly closed, and was fitted with soundproofing, ensuring nothing that occurred inside would be heard outside.

But that only worked on ordinary people, for a High Tier Transcendent like Roger, if he wished, such a thing wouldn’t be difficult.

“Ms. Asami, there’s a car ready downstairs, and we will take you directly out of Lingyuan County, all the PR arrangements have been set in place,”

a man’s voice came through.

“It’s just that this matter involves that gentleman…” the man’s voice hesitated a bit.

“We need to notify him in advance, this matter also needs to consider public opinion, and that lady.”

“Ueda-kun, how many times do you want me to repeat it? I said there’s nothing between us, I haven’t even met him, those journalists are just grasping at straws.”

“I am sick, resting here, that’s all.”

A languid woman’s voice followed; Roger had to admit, this woman’s voice sounded much more delightful than over the walkie-talkie.

He had just seen a photo of this Ai Asami in the magazine already, combining it with her voice, Roger could even imagine her current posture while speaking.

Leaning back on the sofa, loosely fitting home wear, and pale ankles with bare feet…

Wait a minute.

Roger was first taken aback, but soon realized the scenes that had just sprung to his mind.

“This woman… intriguing.”

He couldn’t sense any abnormal energy fluctuations; of course, it could also be due to the different Energy Rules of the Western and Eastern Worlds.

But to cause an anomaly in Roger’s body was enough to indicate the specialty of this woman.

“Ms. Asami,” the man’s voice became increasingly louder.

“Having worked together for 6 years since your debut, what’s most important to us is the trust between us.”