I was completely stunned by what I witnessed, and my limbs felt unresponsive. I couldn’t tell if I was dreaming.

The small plaza beneath ATL Empire was lined with a grand procession of cars. Several well-dressed bodyguards emerged from these vehicles, creating an almost otherworldly barrier against the journalists.

At first, I wondered if I had overlooked some important celebrity, but what I saw next was beyond belief.

A tall figure emerged from one of the Maybachs. His mere presence earned screams from a crowd of girls, and it was difficult not to be captivated by him.

I watched in wide-eyed amazement as the reporters lost their composure. Could it be... Atlas?

The Atlas I had lost countless nights of sleep over?

His stern countenance, sharply defined features, and regal demeanor all made him appear as if he were a king returning to his realm. His impeccable black suit accentuated his air of solemnity.

He seemed invincible.

With measured steps, Atlas exited the car, calmly fas