Atlas, who stood by my side, exuded a cold rejection, and his eyes, like swords coated with frost, sharply scanned the young girl. With a sinister tone, he said, "Get lost!"

The girl was shocked. She stepped back, and the corner of her mouth twitched as she stared at Atlas fearfully.

But to preserve her dignity, she gulped and murmured, "I’m just making a few friends. What's the big deal? So you’re handsome... so what?"

Then, she gave me a disgruntled gaze as if I was the cause of all this; o