The man looked to be in his thirties.
He was a decent height, around 5'10", with slightly above-average looks. His good skin was a plus.
He wore a black jacket over a thick, plaid shirt.
His clothes were simple and casual, but he carried himself with a gentle, refined air. It was the calm, experienced demeanor of someone who had navigated the complexities of society for years.
He felt like the kind of successful man who had shed all pretense.
"Hello."
Shen Xin was slightly surprised. The man was polite, and his voice was rich and magnetic.
He quickly wiped his right hand on his clothes before extending it to shake Shen Xin's.
"I was watching your selection process just now. It was quite an eye-opener," he added, complimenting him.
Shen Xin said, "If you want to say I was just picking randomly, I can accept that."
'In their eyes, my method probably didn't look much different from picking at random.'
