Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4575 (Four Thousand Five Hundred and Seventy Five) is very fake

"You think it's fake?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Actually...actually the scars themselves are not that fake, it's just...it's just that the man was too weird, and what he said made me feel fake." said the man.

"When did he tell you why you had to use your relative's likeness?" the Gray Hand asked.

"It's time." said the man.

The Gray Hand Man was just asking out of curiosity at this time, but the man who had said before, "I don't have the courage, so I didn't ask to go. This is the difference between you and me," felt strange. He thought: Does this person know exactly when the other party is asking me? Why is it so coincidental to ask me at this time? These two people are not ordinary people, so it's normal for them to know. Then I must be more careful when I speak. If they really know so much, then asking me like this now should be a test for me. Fortunately, after I said that I was not shaken, I said something else to make up for it. Fortunately, I said that I didn't know if I was shaken for a moment, otherwise... Otherwise, would the two of them seize this opportunity and say that I was not telling the truth, and then... do something cruel to me? Although the two of them don't look like they are going to do anything cruel to me now, will I be...

As he was thinking, the Gray Hand Man saw from his expression that he was deep in thought, so he asked, "Think carefully about what that person said to you."

The person who had said before, "I don't have the courage, so I didn't ask to go. This is the difference between you and me," felt that the Gray Hand Man was testing him, so he said, "Well, I'll recall it carefully."

The man thought for a moment and said, "That man said that he...he borrowed my relative's appearance at the cost of his own suffering. My relative refused to lend it to me at first, but later, my father promised to take on the pain that relative would have to endure in the future...so my relative finally lent his appearance to my father."

"What do you do after hearing this?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't believe it." The man said, "I also told him that if he had to... endure the pain, why did he need to borrow someone else's appearance! I said that what he made up... didn't sound real at all." The Gray Hand Man asked, "Did he tell you anything after hearing that?"

When the man heard the Gray Hands' question, he thought the Gray Hands knew something, so he quickly said, "He told me. He told me that the reason he wanted to borrow that relative's appearance... was because if he didn't lend it to me, he would have come to me with his original appearance, and he would have been tortured by those blue-armored people on the road before he even saw me."

The Gray Hand asked, "What do you think after hearing this?"

"I asked him who the blue-armored people were on the road," the man said.

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

"He told me." The man said, "He said... there were blue-armored men killed by him on the road, blue-armored men killed by my mother, and blue-armored men killed by me, and... and in this case, if the blue-armored men... attacked him, then... then the one who attacked the most cruelly must be... the blue-armored man who was tortured and killed by me."

"What was his expression when he said these words?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Smile, another smile, that special smile." said the man.

(End of this chapter)