Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6073 (Six Thousand and Seventy Three)
The brown-handed man said, "Now that you mention it, I suddenly thought of something, even though it doesn't seem to make sense."

The Gray Hand Man said, "You speak."

"Should I say it?" the brown-handed man asked with a smile.

"Are you suddenly having concerns again at this time?" asked the man with gray hands.

"That's not the case." The brown-handed man said, "It's just that it seems a little difficult to find common ground between that person and others."

Gray Hand Man said, "With whom in common?"

"Someone's superior." said the brown-handed man.

"Like what?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Someone we met before," said the Brown Hand.

The Gray Hand Man immediately understood and said, "Yes, I know what you mean."

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "Is there anything similar?"

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Yeah, it's a bit similar, like the aspect of making specious arguments."

The brown-handed man said, "Yes, I thought of that, too. But I don't think that makes a lot of sense."

"Why?" Gray Hand asked, "Does this require any reason?"

The brown-handed man said, "I just think that many people are more or less the same. So I might just be overthinking what I said."

"You're not overthinking it. I can witness it." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said, "But I just said that many people are more or less the same. Do you think that makes sense?"

"That makes sense." said the man with gray hands.

"Don't tell me, it makes sense because I said it." said the man with brown hands.

“What you said makes sense.” The man with gray hands smiled.

"Look, you're being ambiguous," said the Brown-Handed Man.

"Why is it so ambiguous?" The Gray Hand Man smiled, "It's quite clear. I think what you just said makes sense."

The man with brown hands said, "Okay, in that case, I won't say the next sentence I was going to say." "What next sentence?" asked the man with gray hands.

"I've already said it, so I won't say it again." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said deliberately: "Then I also know what you want to say, hum."

The brown-handed man laughed: "Your hum is really similar to the real one."

"Like what?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Little kid." The brown-handed man laughed.

"Yes, and I guessed what you wanted to say about the kid. Is it scary?" asked the Gray-Handed Man.

The brown-handed man said, "What are you guessing?"

"After I guess, will you tell me whether my guess is correct?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Do you need me to tell you after you've guessed it?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Why not?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"You just said confidently that you knew what I wanted to say, and you even snorted." The brown-handed man laughed.

"I said it confidently because it was my own business. I just felt that my guess was right, but it's your job to tell me whether it's right or not. If you don't say whether it's right or not, how can I confirm it from you?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Do you need further confirmation?" asked the brown-handed man.

"I just want to listen to it." The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Forget it, I'll just guess. It's up to you whether to confirm it or not."

"I'll take care of it," said the brown-handed man. "That's what you said."

"How can I force you to speak otherwise?" The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"If you really want to hear it, I'll tell you." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said, "I know what you are going to say must be true."

"You have already guessed such a simple thing, and you should have guessed it correctly." said the man with brown hands.

(End of this chapter)