Class Teacher-040 hadn't reacted to that extreme sense of contrast and could only nod.
"Old Lin, are we going or not?" Wei Liang tilted his neck, with a hint of urging in his tone.
"Of course, we're going!" Lin Yi quickly responded, waving over at Wei Shan who was waiting not far away: "Wei Sang! Let's go!"
Upon hearing Lin Yi's voice, Wei Shan seemed to have received some command and started slowly walking over with an umbrella through the corridor.
When Wei Shan started moving, the rain that had swept into the corridor seemed to have its trajectory distorted, crashing into the umbrella in Wei Shan's hand. The amount of water actually falling on Wei Shan was remarkably minimal.
The umbrella in Wei Shan's hand appeared somewhat bizarre, always giving Lin Yi a sense of motion, as if it possessed life. But when he looked closely, he couldn't find any problems.
