Not only was he incredibly handsome, with features that were a blend of East and West making it impossible to forget him, his whole body emitted a sharp, commanding aura, power radiating from him even when he wasn't angry.
Even while sitting, he exuded an oppressive force.
Others called him "Third Master," giving Tara a sense of gang-related vibes. She looked the man straight in the eye and finally spoke, "I'm sorry, I did not mean to intrude. Please, just give me 10 minutes, and I'll leave immediately!"
Her words were laden with righteousness, her expression not one of fear.
Surprise flashed across the faces of the people in the room. They couldn't believe that a woman could stand fearless in the face of such a powerful figure like the Third Master.
Chester Hanson squints his eyes, a nearly imperceptible smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. His handsome face, however, revealed nothing else.
