Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5986 (Five Thousand Nine Hundred and Eighty Six) Hard Praise

The Gray Hand said, "It's almost the same as you."

"Do I laugh too hard?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Of course," said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man continued, "Just now I mentioned that he asked me not to tell him lies just to deal with him. I said 'yes' to him, right?"

"Yes, but I distracted you again." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said, "That's a good choice."

"Ah?" the Gray Hand said, "Is this still okay?"

The brown-handed man said, "Since you changed the subject, we have started discussing a very important topic."

"Is it important?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's very important." said the Brown-Handed Man.

The Gray Hands man added: "In the end, we didn't come to any conclusion after discussing it."

"It's important to ask that question," said the brown-handed man. "You are amazing for asking it."

"Is it because you really have nothing else to praise me for that you are praising me anyway?" asked the man with gray hands.

"How does that become forced praise?" asked the man with brown hands.

"You've been praising me a lot during this period," said the man with gray hands.

"I think you've been praising me a lot," said the man with brown hands.

"I don't think I should have changed the subject like I did just now." Gray Hand Man laughed, "So let's go back. You said 'yes' to him, and then what happened?"

The brown-handed man said, "You can go back, but it's not because you don't seem to be able to change the subject like that."

The Gray Hand Man said, "Do you have to explain it so clearly?"

"Yes. Anyway, the question you raised is very important. I didn't praise you too much, but you did praise me too much." The brown-handed man said, "I will stop here and continue to tell you what happened before."

The gray-handed man smiled and said, "Okay, I won't argue with you anymore. Anyway, I remember that you praised me. Let's talk about what happened before." The brown-handed man smiled and said, "I won't argue with you anymore. After I said 'yes', he told me to move my things and walk in his direction."

The Gray Hand asked, "Why?"

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

The Gray Hand Man said again: "But you don't dare to ask, right?"

"If it were you, would you ask?" the brown-handed man asked deliberately.

"Of course not," said the Gray Hand Man, "but if you had told me that at the time, I might have asked why."

"Yes, he and I are definitely different." The brown-handed man said, "Even if you asked me at that time, I would at most show impatience, which would not have much impact on you."

"I've made you impatient a lot in the past." The Gray Hand Man said with a smile, "It seems that this is not right."

"What happened in the past? Are you still talking about what should and should not be done?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Sometimes I am quite impatient when talking to you." The Gray Hand Man laughed.

The brown-handed man said, "I don't have patience with you either."

"I was just a tool at that time, a tool." said the man with gray hands.

"I am a tool too." said the man with brown hands.

"Tell me, what would happen if you and I were not someone else's tools, but each other's tools?" asked the Gray Hand Man with a smile.

"We are each other's tools?" asked the brown-handed man.

"The feeling of being each other's tools and being someone else's tool unilaterally is definitely different." said the man with gray hands.

"It will balance it out a little, won't it?" the Brown-Handed Man asked, smiling.

"If nothing else, at least it's easier to be mentally balanced." The man with gray hands said with a smile.

“Of course it also depends on who you are using as a tool for.” The brown-handed man said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)