Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4549 (Four Thousand Five Hundred and Forty Nine) Face to Face

The Gray Hand asked, "What did the man who claimed to be your father say after hearing this?"

The man replied: "He...he said that I...deserved it...because...I didn't recognize him as my father...that's why I can't...can't see my mother or hear...my mother's voice."

"What about you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The man said, "I asked the man what I could do to see my mother."

"Did he tell you?" asked the Gray Hand.

"He said... the time has passed... even if I am willing to recognize him now... then... then I won't be able to see him." said the man.

"Did you ever think of trying some method to see the surrounding situation at that time?" asked the Gray-Handed Man.

“No.” The man said, “I don’t know… what to do… After all… After all, I’m in that pitch-black place… I can’t move… My hands seem to be controlled… I can’t move at all.”

The Gray Hand asked, "Did you try anything else after listening to him?"

"Other attempts...for example?" the man said.

"For example, find a way to make yourself hear... hear your mother's voice." said the man with gray hands.

That person said: "This... this... I..."

He hesitated and didn't say it right away, as if he had something to hide.

Gray Hand asked: "Is this question difficult to answer?"

The man said: "Not really."

"Then tell me." said the man with gray hands.

"I...I did try," the man said.

"Tried what?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Try...try to do something...so that I can hear...hear my mother's voice." said the man.

"What exactly did you do?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I asked the man who claimed to be my father, what should I do to hear my mother's voice?" the man said. "Did he tell you?" the Gray Hand asked.

"Well...he...told me." said the man.

"How?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He asked me... asked me to recognize him," the man said, "to recognize him as my father. Before he asked me to recognize him as my father... he also..."

"What?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He also used his hand... his nails... to touch my face." the man said.

"What is this for?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He asked me...asked me..." the man said, "asked me if I could feel the warmth of his...the warmth of the blue-armored man's flesh and blood under his blue nails."

The Gray Hand said, "He said his nails were blue. You don't know whether what he said was true or not, right?"

"I... I didn't know it at first." The man said, "But later I felt that it was... true."

"Why?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Because I...I thought he used the fingernails of the hand that held the knife...to touch me." The man said, "So I asked him where the...the cold knife was."

"Did he answer your question?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." The man said, "He answered me... he disappeared."

"What about you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I asked him if… he put it in his other hand,” the man said.

"How did he answer you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He...he just used...the nails of his other hand to touch my face." The man said, "He used the nails of both hands...to touch my face."

(End of this chapter)