Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4694 (Four Thousand Six Hundred and Ninety-Four) Question

"It's... it's after I said 'yes', his... his fangs that were poking my face... retracted... and I immediately felt... that my face didn't hurt as much as before." The man answered.

"Did he let you go just like that?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I... I thought it was over at that time... but... but the other party still asked me... asked me to answer him how I... died." said the man.

"Were you still confused?" the Gray Hand asked, "You still didn't know whether you were dead or alive?"

"Actually... not anymore." The man said, "At that time... I had already... had already firmly decided not to think that I was dead."

"Did you tell him you didn't think you were dead?" the Gray Hand asked.

The man said, “No.”

"Didn't you dare say it?" asked the man with gray hands.

"I wouldn't dare say that casually." The man said, "But it's not because he is a blue-armored man." He added this habitually.

"Are you feeling ashamed at this moment?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't feel as embarrassed as before... because there were even more embarrassing situations before... more embarrassing than this... more embarrassing than this. I feel... at this moment... at this moment I dare not say it... it seems... it doesn't seem to matter." The man answered.

The Gray Hand asked again: "So how did you answer him?"

"I told him I didn't know either," the man replied.

"Did the other party continue to ask questions?" asked the man with gray hands.

“It’s not really… a further question.” The man said, “But… but he certainly didn’t let me go immediately.”

"What did the other party say about you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He said to me... said that I... didn't know how I died... and asked me... asked me why my heart was black." The man said. "Were you very angry when he said that?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I still haven't taken care of it." said the man.

"Did you want to refute him at that time?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The man said, "I...I...didn't at that time."

"So what's your answer?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I told him that I...really didn't know," the man replied.

"He asked you why your heart was black, and you said you really didn't know?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." said the man.

"Do you agree with what he said?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Actually, what I said was... a response to his previous sentence. What I meant was... I... didn't even know how I died. It wasn't... an answer to the question of whether my heart is black. Regardless of the previous question or... the latter question, I definitely don't admit it in my heart, but... but I don't dare to refute it... so... I'll just say it like this." The man said, "At least... I didn't directly admit that my heart is black."

"Don't you feel ashamed when you say this?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I just didn't pay attention to it at that time. Besides... maybe it's because I've already said... something that made me feel even more embarrassed... so... what I'm saying now... is... really nothing." The man replied.

"After hearing what you said, did the other party let you go?" asked the man with gray hands.

"No," the man said, "I have no intention of letting me go."

(End of this chapter)