Yang An's brain was working overtime, analyzing the meaning behind Can Meng Daoist's words until it felt like it was about to start smoking.
He thought of Broken Armor. The ruins within it suggested that Broken Armor might have once been another world. 'Could it also be the past creation of a Cultivator who practiced the `Food Realm Record`?'
"Senior, could Broken Armor also be..."
Yang An didn't hesitate, immediately voicing his question to Can Meng Daoist.
Can Meng Daoist had already made it clear that her time was limited. If he didn't ask now, he might never get another chance.
His use of "Senior" seemed to acknowledge Can Meng Daoist's true identity. Hearing Yang An's voice, Can Meng Daoist manipulated the mask to turn and look at him.
Although the mask had no eyes, only two dark, empty holes, it now felt as if a surprised gaze was fixed on him.
