Ethan was greeting today's guests in his sanctuary.
For Ethan, the Kingdom Art Center was his sanctuary today, his Art Sanctuary.
The first floor of the art center had been completely cleared, displaying Ethan's works.
Outside was a crowd of eager spectators.
The journey to the art center could truly be described as treacherous.
If it hadn't been for the police clearing the way in advance, Ethan wouldn't have been able to get in.
Everyone wanted to catch a glimpse of Ethan's face, to see what the young man who recently stirred up a storm in the Royal Capital actually looked like.
But Ethan ultimately didn't give them this opportunity.
By the time he arrived at the art center, it was already past nine. He tidied up his attire, and everything was ready.
The first wave of guests were naturally the most heavyweight, including Andy, the president of the Kingdom Art Association, along with a group of bigwigs in the circle.
