The young man looked dejected, holding the wooden stick in his hand, continuously sweeping across the pond, causing splashes of water to fly up high. After seeing the water hit the pedestrians, the expressions in their eyes showed disgust, and they distanced themselves from the youth, which made the young man smile smugly.
At this moment, a passing young man approached, and the stick-wielding youth raised his stick and waved it as if he were about to hit the passerby.
The young passerby, seeing this, got scared and ran away until the stick-wielding youth could no longer chase him.
Seeing the person he scared off, the stick-wielding youth laughed heartily, feeling very pleased with himself.
Lin Shiyu and Han Yi looked at this scene with faces full of disgust and confusion. They couldn't understand the purpose of the actions of the stick-wielding youth.
Lin Shiyu asked, "Neil, what's wrong with that person ahead? Why is he chasing these passing tourists?"
