The two looked up to see a man with a buzz cut and a suit walking towards them.
His chiseled face appeared stern and aloof, exuding a distinctive, masculine aura.
His wildness was undeniable, reminiscent of a cheetah hunting swiftly on large plains, it was most people's first impression of him.
Ernie Daniel sat on the couch and started playing a video on his phone.
The video was of a few street thugs in F Nation, scrambling to escape, armed with knives and rods.
His body leaned forward, the crisp sound of his hand tapping on the coffee table echoed, an oppressive aura wafted from him.
Caroline Edwin exited Happy Match, her natural face showed no fear.
After a few minutes, Ernie Daniel's eyebrows knitted tightly. He raised his hand to loosen his tie, and spoke first.
"Carol."
"Helping people is good, but I hope you can put your safety first."
People are selfish, he isn't that altruistic. If his niece were to get hurt while saving someone, he'd just feel regret.
