Lin Yi pursed his lips, not responding to the remark, aware that things were often not so simple.
Soon, the wooden sign nailed to the stone pillar at the start of the Stone Bridge also quickly appeared before him. The words on the sign blurred the lines between dream and reality for him—
[Welcome to the Art Building!]
It was only a moment of bewildering, and he was awakened by a clanging sound, which was made by a rusty tetanus iron sheet suspended beneath the sign by a corroded iron chain.
The contents on the patch were the notices of the Art Building.
Old Mo didn't stop but directly led Lin Yi onto the Stone Bridge.
Through the dense rain mist and pale white fog, Lin Yi could still see the huge stone pillars supporting the arch above, and beyond the arch the silhouette of the Art Building, hidden deep within the storm and the fog.
