Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5959 (Five Thousand Nine Hundred and Fifty Nine) Ask for Your Own Reason

The brown-handed man asked, "What did he say?"

"That's what he said when he punished us." said the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't even remember what I said." said the man with brown hands.

"I don't remember either." The Gray Hand Man said, "It's been a long time, but I still have some impression of it when I heard the noise in his room. Then when he spoke while punishing you and me, I knew it was him who said it in the room at that time."

The brown-handed man asked, "Could it be a spell related to magic?"

"It's possible, but there are mixed words in it." The Gray Hand Man said, "Why can't I remember it clearly now? I'm also confused."

The brown-handed man said again: "Could it be that your memory has been erased?"

"What you said is scary." said the man with gray hands.

"Is there anything that can scare you at this time?" asked the Brown Hand Man.

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "I was just thinking about the situation you mentioned."

The brown-handed man said, "Are you scared just thinking about it?"

"Ah, you know what I mean," said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "What do you mean?"

"You did it on purpose," said the Gray Hand Man. "I saw that a long time ago."

"Is that so?" said the brown-handed man, "So you are still afraid?"

The Gray Hand said, "Look, look! Here it comes again! I just said that the situation you described is a scary one. As for whether it scares me or not, that is another matter."

"Why are you in such a hurry to explain?" the brown-handed man laughed.

"Doesn't this sound scary to you?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Do you remember?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Of course I remember!" said the Gray Hand Man, "Are you going to find scary things to tell me now?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"How many times have you asked this question even though you already know the answer?" asked the man with gray hands.

"I don't know." said the man with brown hands.

"You can't even count them, right?" the gray-handed man asked. The brown-handed man smiled and said, "Tell me, why are you scared?"

"You ask even though you already know the answer, yet you still want me to tell you." said the man with gray hands.

"Don't you live like this too?" asked the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hands said again, “Yes.”

The brown-handed man said, "Then answer honestly."

"Okay." said the man with gray hands.

"Why did it suddenly become like this?" asked the brown-handed man with a smile.

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Of course I want this at the moment, that's it."

The Brown-Handed Man said, "How daring!"

"Look, you're deliberately saying scary things again." The man with gray hands laughed.

"I'm concentrating, are you almost feeling nothing?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Why don't you feel anything?" asked the Gray Hand Man, "Am I going to talk about scars again?"

"You can tell me about it, too." said the man with brown hands.

"Then what should I say first?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"First, tell me why you felt scared after I said 'Why are you in such a hurry to explain?'" said the brown-handed man.

"Okay." The Gray Hand Man said with a smile, "Because that's what that guy said before, and you and I said it at the same time."

The brown-handed man said, "In the end, no one dared to explain, right?"

The Gray Hand Man said, "Yes, I wanted you to explain then."

"I also want you to explain." said the man with brown hands.

“But I know in my heart that whoever dares to explain after saying that is asking for trouble.” said the man with gray hands.

"So you didn't explain it right away." The brown-handed man laughed.

"What were you thinking at the time?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

(End of this chapter)