Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4642 (Four Thousand Six Hundred and Forty-Two)

"Well...that means he lied, so the situation is like, although...although he made a sound, and I also felt that he made a sound, but in fact, he didn't make any sound, and his words cannot be trusted." The man replied.

"So what if this isn't credible?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"If this kind of words are not credible, then... then it is equivalent to... the facts are the same as what I said, not the same as what I felt." The man said, "It's as if... it's as if the facts must be consistent with what I said... at least... at least it can give me this feeling."

"But, is the fact that a sound was made or not important to you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Important." The man said, "At that time... at that time I had a feeling... that is... that is, if the facts this time are consistent with what I said, then... then the situations that happened during that period of time were all like this time... the same as what I said, not the same as what I felt."

"Actually, you just want to use this incident to convince yourself that what happened before was the same as this incident. Whatever you say is the truth." asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes, I have such an idea." The man replied.

"So you care a lot about what happened before. What is the truth?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes, I... do care." said the man.

"Do you hope that what you said about what happened before is true?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." The man said, "At least... at least... the facts should not be consistent with my feelings at certain times."

"Feeling?" asked the Gray Hand Man. "What kind of feeling are you talking about?"

"It's... it's about... whether the other person is my father or not... that feeling." The man said. The Gray Hand Man asked: "At that time, didn't you already believe that the other person was your blue-armored relative? You felt that the other person was not your father, right?"

"Yes, that's right." said the man.

"Then isn't your feeling consistent with what you said?" said the man with gray hands.

"My feelings at this moment are indeed consistent with what I said." The man said, "But... I hope the facts are... consistent with what I said, that is... I hope my feelings don't mean anything... I even... I even hope that the feelings I had are meaningless."

Gray Hand asked: "Since your feelings at that time are consistent with what you said, why do you still hope that those feelings you had are meaningless? Even if those feelings are meaningful, what does it matter?"

"After all... after all, I was only so sure when I reached that time... before... before that, my feelings were not always consistent." said the man.

"Are you worried that your feelings at certain moments before were consistent with the facts?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." said the man.

“But you had already determined at that time that the other person was not your father.” said the man with gray hands.

"Yes, at that time, but...but...I have wavered many times before." said the man.

"You hope that the feeling you had when you were shaken was meaningless?" Gray Hand asked, "You hope that the feeling you had when you were shaken would be as if it had never happened?"

(End of this chapter)