Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6356 (Six Thousand Three Hundred and Fifty Six) Strong Face

The brown-handed man said, "Maybe it's different?"

"That's not what we are talking about now," said the Gray Hand Man.

"What happened?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Anyway, it's none of our business." said the man with brown hands.

"What kind of people is it?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's hard to say since you ask so many details." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Anyway, I know it's a forced smile."

"Do you know that everyone is forcing themselves to smile?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Of course not." said the man with gray hands.

"Which group of people can know?" the brown-handed man asked deliberately.

"I won't say which group of people, I'll just say someone I know." said the man with gray hands.

"You want to be so detailed?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Yes, you have to explain it in detail. The more detailed the better." said the man with gray hands.

"Do you think it would be better if you could explain it in more detail?" asked the man with the brown hands.

"You think not?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Maybe not." said the man with brown hands.

"Why?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I just said it might not be the case." The brown-handed man laughed, "I didn't say it was definitely not the case."

"Listen to the sound of your laughter." said the man with gray hands.

"I'm just smiling and joking." said the man with brown hands.

"It's really rare." said the man with gray hands.

"It's rare." The brown-handed man said, "If you always thought I was smiling, you must be dreaming."

"Dreaming?" The Gray Hand said, "Do you think a person who is smiling and laughing needs to dream?"

"If it was like this in the past, would it be like this?" asked the brown-handed man.

"In the past, it was better to be less playful." said the man with gray hands.

"Why?" the brown-handed man asked. "You ask even though you already know the answer, so I will answer it." The gray-handed man said, "It's just dangerous."

The brown-handed man said, "How dangerous is it?"

"Wow, from the sound of your voice, it seems like you have never been afraid." said the man with gray hands.

"Of course I've been afraid before." The man with brown hands said, "But even if I think about it now, I'm not afraid."

"I know you are not afraid. At times like this, when you think about the past, it's not all fear." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said, "Guess what I have more of?"

"What a pity." said the man with gray hands.

"How do you know what I'm thinking right now?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Because that's what you said just now." said the man with gray hands.

"What did I say?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"You just said to me with a smile: 'At that time you were wary of me, and I was wary of you too, so now we're even, it's not a pity, don't you think?'" the Gray-Handed Man said, imitating the Brown-Handed Man's tone.

The Brown Hand Man said to the Gray Hand Man, "Oh, that's how it is."

"Is that so?" the Gray Hand asked, "Do you show any regret?"

"You just said you were forcing a smile." said the man with brown hands.

"Am I right?" asked the man with gray hands.

"If you say so, then so be it." said the man with brown hands.

“As if you’re going to refute me.” said the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't mean to refute you." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "So you admit it?"

"It's okay to admit it." said the brown-handed man.

"You're forcing yourself to smile because you feel regretful, right?" asked the man with gray hands.

"You got it all right." The brown-handed man said, "How do you know what I'm thinking so well?"

"Because you are not the only one who feels sorry." The Gray Hand said, "Besides you, there is me too."

(End of this chapter)