Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5393 (five thousand three hundred and ninety-three) Stretching your hands

The Gray Hand asked, "What happened next?"

The man said: "Then... he said... I will be in trouble soon."

The Gray Hand said, "Do you think he's going to do something to you after hearing this?"

The man replied: "I didn't think so at the time...but I think it's possible."

The Gray Hand said, "You still haven't said anything?"

"At this time...still nothing has been said." said the man.

The Gray Hand asked again: "What did he say?"

"He grabbed my hands with both of his hands... and stretched my hands," said the man.

"Did you know what he was doing?" asked the Gray Hand.

“I didn’t know it at that time.” said the man.

"From what you said, it seems that you found out later?" asked the man with gray hands.

The man said, "He...told me."

"Tell you what?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Tell me...he wants to see how cruel I am to my own father." said the man.

"What do you think?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He said... when he stretched my hand, if the back of my hand felt pain, it proved that I still had... a conscience." said the man.

The Gray Hand asked again: "Do you feel it?"

"No." said the man.

Gray Hand asked, "Did you think this had anything to do with whether you had a conscience?"

The man said, "I thought it was okay at the time... because I thought... I shouldn't be able to feel pain until I become a living person again."

The Gray Hand asked, "Did you respond after he finished speaking?"

The man said, "No. He just asked me if I had hurt him like that... and I didn't feel guilty at all."

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

"I didn't answer his question." The man said, "I told him... I think... I can't feel pain on the back of my hand because I haven't become a living person again." "What was his reaction after hearing that?" asked the man with gray hands.

"He said that I... am quite good at finding excuses for myself." said the man.

The Gray Hand asked, "What about you?"

"I told him... I'm not making excuses, I really think that's the case." said the man.

"How is he?" asked the Gray Hand.

"He told me...he just wanted me to make it clear." The man said, "But I don't know what he wants me to say."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "You asked?"

"Yes. I asked." said the man.

"Did he answer?" asked the Gray Hand.

"He said... he said... let me explain clearly why I need to find a reason." said the man.

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

"I'm really not making excuses," the man said.

"Where's he?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He asked me, I think... whether people still have feelings after they change from being solid to virtual." said the man.

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

"I said... I originally thought there shouldn't be any, but now it seems... there should be." said the man.

"What was his reaction?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He asked me...why I was assumed to be incapable of feeling pain until I was alive again, if it seemed I should be able to feel it," the man said.

The Gray Hand said, "How do you answer?"

The man said, "I said...having feelings doesn't mean being able to feel pain."

The Gray Hand asked again: "Is he satisfied with your answer?"

The man said, "Not satisfied. He said... I was still making excuses, and he didn't want to hear more from me. He already knew how heartless I was."

(End of this chapter)