Chapitre 183: Hostage situation

Atlan had no idea why they sounded so serious. 

"What's the Door?" Atlan asked out loud.

Ninth looked over at his face and scrutinized it. She didn't have to look at his epaulet to know that he was in the low-stage Student realm. The answer to his question was not something that he was allowed to know just yet.

"Who are you?" Ninth said, squinting her eyes.

Even though his face didn't look familiar, for some reason, the pressure and aura around him were very familiar.

Neumann put a hand on his daughter's shoulder and assured her that Atlan was no stranger.

"He's Atlan."

Only then did she finally understand the familiarity.

"Ah, so you're my father's friend. He talks about you a lot. He brags you to my mom whenever you do something amazing."

She didn't recognize him as the Star Porter. She recognized him as her father's friend.

"He's also the one I've been talking to you about. Didn't I mention his name already?"