Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5930 (Five Thousand Nine Hundred Thirty)
The brown-handed man said again: "Not at all, just the surface?"

"No." The Gray Hand Man said, "That's why I say you are awesome."

"Here it comes again, here it comes again!" said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said, "You do have superficial feelings, am I right?"

“At the moment, I feel on the surface that this is not wrong, but it doesn’t make sense to say it’s amazing,” said the brown-handed man.

"I don't, but you do. It's normal for me to think you are powerful. That's the truth." said the man with gray hands.

"Isn't this temporary?" said the brown-handed man, "You feel it too, but not during this period."

“So I think you are powerful.” said the Gray Hand Man.

"What if you feel it after a while?" asked the brown-handed man.

"That doesn't affect my belief that you're awesome," said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said, "In that case, the 'therefore' you just said, that you think I'm great, doesn't make sense."

The Gray Hand said, "You think so?"

"If you think I'm awesome all the time, then this 'so' doesn't make sense." said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said, "But I do have a point when I say you are awesome."

"What's the reason?" asked the brown-handed man.

“Because you are awesome.” The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"If you say so, I really have no choice." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man joked, “Since there is nothing you can do, just admit that you are awesome.”

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "You did it on purpose. It's so obvious."

"What's wrong with me?" said the Gray Hand Man with a smile.

"You give me that feeling." The brown-handed man joked.

The Gray Hand Man laughed out loud and said, "I won't say anything if you make such a joke, but no one will be happy about it."

"Why are you unhappy?" asked the brown-handed man. "You said I gave you that someone else's feeling, what did you mean?" asked the gray-handed man.

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "You must know, that's why you ask."

The Gray Hand Man said, "I know. Tell me."

"You know, let me speak again." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand said, "This isn't the first time. Are you used to it?"

"Okay, let me tell you." said the man with brown hands.

"Go ahead." The Gray Hand Man said with a smile.

The brown-handed man said, "You just said that since I have no choice, I should admit it. It reminded me of that person. When you and I are helpless, you asked us to do this and that. In fact, you are forcing us to do something. Is what I said the same as what you think?"

The Gray Hand said, "Same. But I'm not like that guy."

"What do you mean?" asked the brown-handed man.

"That's not my mentality," said the Gray Hand Man.

"What's that person's mentality?" asked the brown-handed man.

"The mentality of using tools." said the gray-handed man.

"You're joking. You're definitely not in that kind of mentality, but that feeling you had when you were joking just now, wasn't it similar?" said the brown-handed man.

"I have to admit, now that I think about it, he does look a bit like me. But that person wouldn't think that the feeling I had when I was joking just now was like him," said the man with gray hands.

"Why?" asked the man with brown hands.

"You're asking even though you already know the answer," said the Gray Hand Man. "He can't possibly tolerate the tools he uses joking around with him, right?"

The Brown-Handed Man said, "What do you think he would think if he heard our conversation?"

“I guess you can’t stand me.” The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"I don't think he can stand me." said the man with brown hands.

(End of this chapter)