Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5353 (five thousand three hundred and fifty-three) Stone Face

The man said, "Then... I will say... because I am his man myself, so I know."

The Gray Hand asked, "He still doesn't believe it?"

"I don't believe it." said the man.

"What did he say?" asked the Gray Hand.

"He said... he had never seen me before." The man said, "He said he knew I was saying this just to buy time... to live a little longer, but... he couldn't be fooled at all. He said he had other reasons for not killing me for the time being, and told me not to have wild thoughts and think... that I could get away with it by talking nonsense."

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

The man said, "I told him... maybe he couldn't recognize it as me even when he looked at my face."

"What did he say?" the Gray Hand asked.

The man said: "He actually asked me... where is my face. He also asked me to point out where my face is."

The Gray Hand asked, "How did you do it?"

"I want to point, but... my arms are restrained, I... can't point." The man said, "Just tell my superior... I need to be able to move my arms before I can... point to the face."

The Gray Hand asked, "What was your superior's reaction?"

"He asked... the person who was controlling my arm to relax a little." The man said, "So that my arm can... move within a certain range."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Did you really point to your face?"

"Yes," the man said, "I... pointed to my own face."

The Gray Hands man said again: "Does your superior believe it now?"

"My superior actually told me... to touch it... first." said the man.

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Touch your face?"

"Yes," the man said. "Did you touch it?" the Gray Hand Man asked.

"Yes." The man said, "But I...didn't touch my face."

The Gray Hand asked, "Didn't you touch it? Were you stopped by someone?"

"No." The man said, "It's because when I touched my face... what I felt was... hard."

The Gray Hand asked again: "What do you feel you are touching?"

"It's...stone." The man said, "Or...uneven stone...stone with holes all over it."

The Gray Hand asked, "What were you thinking?"

The man said, "I was startled at first, but then I thought maybe my superior really didn't recognize me... He didn't mean to say he didn't know me."

The Gray Hand asked, "What did you say?"

"I asked him...if my face was...turned to stone," the man said.

The Gray Hand asked, "Did he answer you?"

"I answered." The man said, "He said... I didn't change. I was originally a... stone-faced, blue-armored man."

The Gray Hand asked, "What's your reaction?"

"I told him... it's not like that. I wasn't like this before." The man said, "I don't know how I became a stone-faced man. Even if I am... a stone-faced man, then... I am a stone-faced iron warehouse man, not... a stone-faced blue armor man."

The Gray Hand asked, "Where is your superior?"

"My superior said... that I was shameless, worthy of being called the Stone-faced Blue-armored Man. He also said that the Blue-armored Man was thick-skinned, and the Stone-faced Blue-armored Man's face... was so thick that it needed to be chopped with a machete." The man said, "Then he asked me if I wanted to try to chop my face with his machete to see how many times it would take to... chop it open."

(End of this chapter)