Traveling through time as a goblin, just wanting to live a leisurely life

"Hello, my name is A Que, and I'm a street artist."

At the entrance of Goblin Water Park, a young man in casual clothes and a baseball cap extended his right hand to Yigan.

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

Yigan had a neutral attitude. Before he met the street artist, the agent of Jiuxian Linghuo had already explained the situation to him.

"We are currently building a large street art on the open space over there. I saw that your Goblin theme park is very well designed and can accommodate our street art. So I would like to get a key from you so that we can enter and exit the park to paint."

A Que spoke very naturally, but Yi Gan looked strange.

“Why should I let you guys in to paint?”

“Didn’t I just say that? It can be incorporated into street art.”

"Sorry, I want to keep the existing design and don't want to draw anything else on it."

"Why not change it back later? Street art is like that, it can appear at any time and can change at any time."

"Who will pay for the exchange? You guys?"

"We only pay for the painting. Of course, whoever wants to change it should pay for it. How can you ask us to pay?"

"Then why should I let you guys come in and draw it and then spend money to change it back? Isn't that a waste of money?"

"I've already said that because it can accommodate street art, if you accept our art and don't change it back, then you don't have to pay. You want to change it back and still ask us to pay, isn't that crazy?"

Yi Gan was speechless for a moment because of the street artist's weird logic.

It is obvious that a person wanted to paint on his own property for no apparent reason, so how did that make him sick?

Faced with such a person, Yigan suddenly lost the desire to communicate with him, and said:

"I'm sorry, but I don't allow anyone else to modify the existing design here, and I won't give you the key. Thank you for waiting until midnight to see me. Take care. I won't see you off."

Yigan turned and left, but the street artist named Aque suddenly got angry:

"You are so weird! You asked me to meet you at midnight and didn't give me the key. Are you too idle or are you trying to humiliate me? Is being rich such a big deal?"

"Excuse me, sir. I need to clarify something."

Hearing A Que's words, the agent of Jiuxian Linghuo spoke up.

"You knocked on the door this morning to look for the person in charge. I told you that the person in charge was not there and I could pass on your message if you had anything. But you insisted on meeting the person in charge to discuss entering the garden to paint and refused to let me pass on the message. That's why I suggested that you come at midnight. You came because you wanted to see us. Don't confuse the facts and say that we deliberately sent you here."

"How can someone meet someone at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night? Aren't you deliberately making things difficult for me?"

"Then you can just let me convey it directly."

"How do I know if you will convey it?"

"Stop, stop, stop! Both of you stop. I'm telling you, even if you tell me, I won't agree. We just spent a lot of money to renovate this water park last month. Why should I change its design now? Your request is not reasonable in the first place. I will not accept it no matter what."

"You are disrespecting art! Not only did you reject an art exhibition, but you also had to wait until midnight to reject it. Isn't this insulting? You are a bunch of nouveau riche who only have money but no artistic cultivation!"

Yigan felt confused and the agent had a headache.

He looked at Yi Gan and muttered quietly: "How do I know whether the boss will agree or refuse? I was kind enough to help him convey it, but now he bites me. Why does it feel like facing ordinary people is more troublesome than facing cultivators!"

Yi Gan was also speechless. Forget about artistic cultivation. The so-called street artist in front of him scolded Yi Gan just because he refused to let him come in to paint. Even the most basic moral qualities were worse than Yi Gan's.

A human who can control his emotions with reason actually lost his temper and started cursing before the goblin who acted on instinct. This shows how low this person's moral character is.

Yigan was not provoked by the other party's words at all, but completely lost interest in this person. He shook his head and turned back to the villa area. No matter how the other party wanted to slander him, he didn't care at all.

It only has 2 hours of time to be here, so why bother with these unreasonable people? It would be more practical to eat two more grilled shrimps with its brothers and sisters.

But what Yigan didn't expect was that when he came down to earth the next day, he found that the gate and outer walls of the Goblin Water Park were sprayed with a whole piece of white paint.

The two ferocious goblins at the door were painted white and their eyes were covered with black gauze. The bullies instantly became prisoners.

Many words were sprayed on the walls, including "When the day is blinded" and "White is not necessarily clean". It was a mess and I couldn't understand what it meant.

What was originally a water park with a clear theme suddenly became an abandoned public graffiti wall, which instantly made Yigan furious.

"Did any of you notice that the door was sprayed with white paint?"

Yigan returned to the water park and asked everyone.

"No... We were so excited at the party last night that we didn't go to bed until 8 o'clock in the morning. As a result, in just one afternoon, the outer wall and the door became like this..."

The elder said with some shame.

"I have reported the case to the police and they have been fined and are required to bear all the costs of restoration. I have also kept the prosecution documents to see if Mr. Yi wants to take them directly to court."

The agent of Jiuxian Linghuo said.

The agent was really angry this time. He checked the surveillance camera of the water park and found that it was not just A Que who sprayed paint on the gate, but there were three accomplices. So when he called the police, he insisted that it was the entire street art production unit that destroyed the water park, and asked the police to bring the entire unit to the police station for questioning according to the procedure.

The artist, cement worker, painter, sculpture manager, site manager, finance manager, and company manager all spent a day at the police station, delaying a day's work. When everyone returned to the construction site, except for A Que and his three accomplices who still looked stubborn, everyone else had a look of resentment in their eyes.

They had no idea that the agent had already prepared the legal documents. Once Yi Gan signed, the entire street art construction unit would be brought to court immediately. After several court sessions, it was unknown how long the street art construction would be delayed.

It all depends on how angry Igan is.