บท 361: One in a Million

As the door opened, everyone looked in the direction of the door. They wanted to see the true face of this top artist.

Xuan Jing was dressed in a dark-red, Chinese-style long robe and black cloth shoes. He looked like he was dressed in a classical, ordinary outfit, but the movement of his clothes made it obvious that it was made of high-quality silk. The dark bamboo patterns on his clothes gave off a noble luster under the light.

Looking up, it was actually an extremely delicate face of a young man. He wore a gold-framed monocle on his face, and the long gold chain on his shoulder was the only ornament on him.

What was even more eye-catching was the carved lacquered wooden box in his arms.

"Xuan Jing himself is really so young? I heard that he just turned 30 this year, but I didn't believe it. It seems to be true!" a male celebrity who was standing close to the door said.