Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5168 (Five Thousand One Hundred and Sixty Eight) Say Cold

“Yes… yes… that’s what I mean.” The man said quickly.

"Okay, I understand. Let me ask you the next question." said the man with gray hands.

"Okay, you...you ask." said the man.

"And then? Did you say anything else?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I... I just want to ask... if they can't understand what I'm saying." said the man.

"Did the other party answer you?" asked the man with gray hands.

“Didn’t answer.” The man said, “But…he told me something else.”

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

"I... seemed to hear that voice asking me... asking me if I was cold." said the man.

"Did you answer?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I answered." The man said, "I said... it's cold."

"What were you thinking when you answered that?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Just... just thinking... if... if I answered the other party's question... would it be possible for me to leave here." said the man.

"Did you expect the other party to help you leave?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Well...it's not really hopeful." The man said, "I can only say...I think...if...I don't answer the other party...then...there will probably be no chance of improvement." The man said.

"What was the other party's reaction after you answered?" asked the man with gray hands.

"The other party actually... actually seemed to be asking me if I was cold." said the man.

"Repeat what you said before?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." said the man.

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

"I... I was really cold at that time... I don't know why... I felt a little impatient..." the man said, "I asked... if those people couldn't understand what I was saying. But after I finished speaking... I felt... a little regretful." "Why do you regret it?" asked the man with gray hands.

"I'm worried that after offending those people...it will be even more difficult for me to leave there." said the man.

"Were you afraid of those people?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I... can't say I'm afraid." The man said, "I'm not afraid... yes... I'm not afraid... I can't be afraid."

"No?" said the Gray Hand Man, "I understand."

“I’m just not afraid…” the man said, “At that time… I was actually afraid of that situation… I wasn’t afraid of those people.”

The Gray Hands man felt that there was no need to ask more questions, so he asked, "What was the other party's reaction?"

“It’s still…it’s as if they didn’t understand what I said.” The man said, “Actually…actually maybe…they didn’t hear it, but if…I want to say they didn’t hear it, then I feel…it doesn’t make sense, because those people…seemed…to be able to hear the other things I said.”

The Gray Hand asked, "What's the other party's reaction?"

"The other party just...just...repeated what I heard before." said the man.

The Gray Hand asked, "Or should I ask if you are cold?"

"Yes." said the man.

"Did you answer again?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I answered." The man said, "I said it's cold."

"Did the other party hear what you said now?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He should have heard it." The man said, "and... and he understood it."

"What did the other party say to make you think so?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"The other party seemed to be asking me...what season it was...," said the man.

(End of this chapter)