When he came out from inside, the scene before him caught him by surprise. He saw the middle-aged man who had just chatted with him now holding a spray paint bottle, haphazardly spraying on the building's wall.
Beside him stood a person who looked like a butler, holding several paint cans in his arms.
Li Younan glanced around and noticed a small shop nearby selling graffiti supplies.
Seeing this, it was hard not to be curious about the identity of this middle-aged man who dared to brazenly graffiti someone else's property. Yet, he didn't seem like the usual street punk, so perhaps he had some connection with the Sword Forging Competition's program team.
But when Younan looked at the painting on the wall, he rubbed his chin, shook his head, and decided not to comment, simply preparing to leave.
Just then, the middle-aged man suddenly called out to Younan, "Hey, young man, what do you think of my spray painting?"
Without hesitation, Younan replied, "It sucks, old man."
