A young man with beads of sweat on his forehead, handsome with a chiseled face, his cheekbones sharp and angled, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips, giving off an air of unrestrained freedom.,Nan Gong Jin was enraged by Lin Xiao's sharp words and left in a huff.,"Scooping poop, first the small, then the big, scooping out all the injustices of the world," Lin Xiao began singing his self-composed ditty, brandishing a small shovel and inspecting his surroundings.。