Maybe Danger

Because Oliver asked, the woman smiled rather broadly.

"Are you curious now?" she asked, seeming like she was joking.

When he thought about it, Oliver thought that this might be part of this woman's trick because she really managed to make him curious.

He didn't dare to underestimate this curiosity because it could have caused his thoughts to become uncontrollable.

Since he was asked a question, he could be indifferent.

He continued eating as he replied, "whatever it is, I'm still not interested in joining. Maybe I'm just curious, but I'm sure that can't be exchanged for freedom."

"It's not like you don't have freedom after you accept my offer," the woman replied. "In fact, your freedom is still the same, even greater because after joining me, you can do more things without worrying about the consequences. Remember, I'm not from any guild, which means you're not bound by anything."

Oliver, "..."

Oliver's eyes couldn't help but show a strange look.

He felt suspicious but he didn't know what he suspected.

To be sure, he didn't understand what the woman meant.

It was one thing if she was not from any guild, but why did she say that joining her was not bound by anything. Then, where did she want to recruit him to?

"You must be joking," Oliver said, laughing softly.

He could only try to be casual because he was completely baffled.

Of course, he was curious, but he thought this woman would use his curiosity to change his mind.

Unfortunately, it wouldn't be easy because unlike the others, he had a strong reason for not joining any faction other than for freedom.

"Is that so? Phew! I feel sorry that you rejected this opportunity," said the woman, sighing as if she was saddened by his choice.

Who knew why she suddenly reacted like that.

Was his refusal really something she regretted so much?

She didn't speak anymore and started eating.

Since Oliver sat down, she really hadn't touched her food.

Oliver observed her as she ate. Even as a westerner, she looked very skillful with chopsticks. Plus that her eating style was so polite and elegant, like she was educated as royalty.

"You shouldn't be someone without a name," Oliver said.

He spoke without caring that he was eating.

And she responded while looking into his eyes.

"I've never done anything flashy, so I really don't have a name even though I've been a Hunter for a long time," she said.

She denied his guess. If that was the case, she was probably one of the Hidden Top Hunter.

However, that seemed unlikely considering she was traveling to recruit people.

Over time, seeing this woman only made Oliver feel a bad feeling.

Her beauty could not hide the dangerous impression of her.

The Hunters might not feel it, but a Cultivator like him tended to be better at detecting threats.

"Bottom line, I'm not joining any faction or following anyone," Oliver said in a firmer tone.

This time, he even stood up, wanting to get the hell out of there.

"Oliver, you're making trouble for yourself." Just as he turned around, the woman, suddenly spoke again.

Her tone was soft, true to her name, Angela. Only, she seemed to be threatening him.

Fearlessly, he looked up at her with a faint smile.

"Are you starting to show your true colors now?" he asked, laughing softly.

A woman's friendliness was certainly not to be trusted. Her selfish side was probably greater than her innate nature.

"To be honest, I don't want to force you, but your skills are very helpful for something I want to do," the woman replied.

She suddenly stood up after she said that.

Her figure became visibly taller because the high heels she wore extended her legs.

A gust of wind occasionally shifted her bangs from her forehead.

When her forehead was not covered, she looked beautiful in a different way, even looking younger.

"Earlier you spoke of freedom, are you now going to force me because of your needs?" said Oliver with a mocking smile.

Although the woman began to look like she wanted to take action, he remained unafraid.

It didn't matter to him if she used force on him. After all, he already had the experience of being beaten up by a group of women.

Since they were both standing, they attracted the attention of other restaurant patrons.

This worried them a little as they seemed to be in conflict.

The problem was that they knew that they were both Hunters.

It could be sensed by ordinary humans when there began to be an aura of their power occasionally coming out of their bodies.

And their demeanor alone showed who they were.

"Hahaha, bro, apparently you're here, I've been looking for you in your apartment." Suddenly someone spoke from the restaurant door, a voice familiar to Oliver.

Looking at the door of the restaurant, he found the figure of Rey, who was still in his nightclothes.

He approached Oliver while looking at him with a mesmerized expression.

Arriving near him, he said, "bro, I knew you had a special charm. Just one night we didn't see each other, now you're meeting another beautiful woman, can you introduce her to me? After all, you already have a girlfriend, right, so it shouldn't matter if this woman becomes my girlfriend."

Rey was very excited when he said that and looked intensely at Angela's face.

Even Oliver wanted to slap him for his attitude, not to mention Angela being the object he was talking about.

The woman furrowed her brows, staring intently at Rey.

To her surprise, she suddenly looked away before walking away.

When passing Oliver, she said in a low voice, "we'll meet again later. It's fine if you don't want to join me, but you better not refuse when I ask for a favor."

Oliver, "..."

'What's wrong with this woman?' Oliver really couldn't guess what was going on.

After exiting the restaurant, the woman got straight into her luxury car.

It then sped off quickly, splitting the puddles on the road.

Phew!

Rey sat on Angela's seat, letting out a sigh of relief, as if he had just run away from the grim reaper due to his overreaction.

He had looked relaxed at first, but now he was acting like he had just been in a complete panic.

"What's wrong with you?" Oliver asked him.

"Bro, how come you were visited by that woman?" asked Rey, wiping the water on his forehead that Oliver thought was rainwater but after he observed, it turned out to be cold sweat.