"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.,"Li Bai, you go for a stroll if you want. I'm busy, so don't worry about me." A young man in white, with an elegant and handsome appearance, said this casually before striding towards the garden.,A deep, ominous voice came from outside the door. The sound appeared so abruptly, as if it had materialized out of thin air.。