As he shifted his focus to the light pole, the silhouette of the Teaching Building was completely submerged in the mist, and he could no longer search for a trace of its shadow.
He was not worried about this; as long as he could find the light pole, he would find his way back to the Teaching Building.
He stared at the nearest light pole, trying to see the blurred number on it, but the mist continuously floated in the evening breeze, preventing him from seeing clearly.
As he squinted and observed carefully, Li Huiyuan suddenly spoke next to him, "Teaching Building-106."
"Huh?" Lin Yi looked at Li Huiyuan with some surprise and suddenly noticed that her eyes had turned golden at some point.
It was a gold sheen that no colored contacts could emulate, like a pond reflecting the cold moonlight, exuding a sense of aloofness.