Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5912 (five thousand nine hundred and twelve)

"Which one should you change it to?" asked the Gray Hand Man with a smile.

"Do you really want me to repeat myself?" the brown-handed man asked. "After I repeat myself, will you laugh at me for repeating myself?"

The Gray Hand Man said, "Repeat it. I will laugh at you then, okay?"

The brown-handed man said, "You said it."

The Gray Hand said, "It's agreed."

The brown-handed man said, "Okay, then I'll say it again. It doesn't matter anyway. I'll change my answer to say that if you say it, I'll say it again."

The Gray Hand Man smiled.

"Look, look, what are you laughing at?" said the brown-handed man. "Someone just said that they wouldn't laugh at me even if I repeated myself."

"I'm not laughing at you." said the man with gray hands.

"Then what does your smile mean?" asked the man with brown hands.

"I just think what we're doing is a little fun, that's all." The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"Really?" asked the Brown-Handed Man in a somewhat mischievous tone.

"Indeed," said the Gray Hand Man.

"Then I believe you." The brown-handed man said, "Are you going to say something next?"

The Gray Hand Man said again: "Yes, I said, what you just said is what I said, and you will say it again."

"Okay." The Brown-Handed Man said, "You just said you almost knew what I was going to say next, so just say it now."

"You must be trying to say that I'm stuck in a certain pattern again." The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "That's it."

"Look, if you don't say it again, won't I suffer a great loss?" asked the man with gray hands.

"I haven't said it yet. How do you know I won't say it again? I have already promised you." said the man with brown hands.

"Then you tell me." said the man with gray hands.

“You are just stuck in a certain pattern.” The brown-handed man laughed.

The Gray Hand Man laughed again.

"What's the meaning of your laughter this time?" asked the brown-handed man. The gray-handed man said, "I'm laughing at myself."

"Why are you laughing at yourself?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"I feel like there's something wrong with me," Gray Hand said. "I keep telling you this just to hear you say I'm stuck in a certain pattern again."

The brown-handed man asked, "Are you willing to listen?"

"I would like to." said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man also laughed.

"Do you also think I'm ridiculous?" asked the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said, "I don't think you're funny."

"Then why are you laughing so loudly?" the man with gray hands asked again.

"We just feel it's a bit amusing, that's all," the Brown-Handed Man replied.

"Why does this sound so familiar? Has it appeared somewhere before? Huh?" the man with gray hands asked deliberately.

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "Yeah, I feel familiar with it too."

"Did someone repeat it?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It seems so." The brown-handed man said, "Would you laugh at someone who repeated that?"

The Gray Hand said, "What do you think?"

"You said you wouldn't laugh at me, right?" the brown-handed man asked deliberately.

"I agreed to it for that matter," said the Gray Hand Man, "not for this time."

"Then I can't do anything about it." The brown-handed man said, "I've repeated everything. You can laugh at me if you want."

The Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "Since you put it that way, I won't continue to make fun of you. Do you want to make fun of me?"

The brown-handed man laughed.

"Are you done making fun of me?" the man with gray hands asked again.

"It just feels fresh. You actually let me laugh at you." said the man with brown hands.

(End of this chapter)