As Old Mo spoke, it seemed as though he found some orientation through the lamppost of the Black Moon Outpost and then released his hand, saying, "Follow me."
The mists in the forest surged, looking perilously dangerous, but after speaking, Old Mo didn't hesitate and plunged right into it.
Lin Yi followed in real time and then quietly asked, "How does that lamppost point the way? How far is it from the Black Moon Outpost to the Art Building?"
"There's no such thing as 'how far the distance is.'" Old Mo stripped away the wild grass and random branches and said, "'Black Moon Outpost' is the 'Art Building', or rather, it's what the Art Building used to be called."
Despite being prepared, Lin Yi's heart still stirred greatly upon hearing Old Mo's words.
"The Art Building is actually the outpost...?"
Old Mo said, "Once you see the Art Building, you'll understand; that kind of architectural style, how could it be built in '99 along with the rest of the campus?"
