C2697 CHAPTER2697 BUILDING NUMBER

Sam Moreels and the others exchanged puzzled glances. Why was he so excited? Something felt off.

The woman in green standing before him seemed to be a senior at the Primitive Academy, yet her demeanor was oddly deferential.

Sam Moreels scanned himself. Was his commanding presence that obvious? Was everyone else just playing along?

That didn't seem right.

"Uh..."

"I never got your name