Although the entire world was gray, Yang An could still sense that Fu Ming was in high spirits.
It was a little jarring to hear Fu Ming speak so fluently and coherently.
He remembered their last encounter in the Xian Origin Land, where Fu Ming had even stepped in to help him. Because of this, Yang An had always held a favorable opinion of Fu Ming, especially since he was the most rational, unlike the crazed Wild Forbidden and the others.
The reason he had chosen to enter the Gray Scale, aside from the different flow of time between the two places, was that he hoped to get Fu Ming's help.
Here, just like in the outside world, he could be discovered by others, which would bring him danger and trouble.
But in the Gray Scale, Fu Ming was here.
"Let me guess... Junior Brother, for you to enter the Gray Scale at this time, I imagine you must have run into some trouble in the outside world, right?"
Just as Yang An was about to explain, Fu Ming beat him to it with a guess.
