Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6508 (Six Thousand Five Hundred and Eight) Strange Tactics
The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "What if someone suddenly becomes worried?"

The brown-handed man asked, "Can you tell me something good that happened suddenly?"

"Isn't it a good thing to be worried?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"If you say that worrying is not a bad thing, I think it is. A good thing?" said the brown-handed man. "I don't know what the benefit of worrying is."

"You don't really not know?" the Gray Hand Man said in a joking tone.

The brown-handed man asked, "What trick are you going to use next?"

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "What tricks can I use? Isn't this normal?"

"I thought you wanted to talk about the benefits of worrying." said the brown-handed man.

"You 'think' you're right again." The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"Is that really the case?" said the brown-handed man, "Then I must listen to what benefits 'worry' can bring to people."

"'Worry' doesn't necessarily bring benefits to people." said the Gray Hand Man.

"Is that what you meant to say?" said the brown-handed man. "Didn't you say I 'thought' was right?"

"That's what I'm going to say, but I'm not going to just say that. I'm going to say something else too." The Gray-Handed Man said with a smile.

"Go ahead." said the man with brown hands.

Gray Hand said: "When we made tools of that nature before..."

Before he finished speaking, the Gray Hand Man paused and said to the Brown Hand Man, "Would it be too strange for you to talk about the past?"

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "I was waiting to hear what you had to say next. Why did it end like this?"

"You're surprised that I stopped so suddenly?" said the Gray Hand. "I thought you'd be surprised when I mentioned that we used to make tools of that nature."

"I haven't told you yet. I feel strange because you didn't tell me." said the man with brown hands.

"Then I'll assume that you don't feel strange." said the man with gray hands.

"You can't be like this." The brown-handed man laughed.

"Why not?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Just because I didn't say I felt strange doesn't mean I didn't feel strange." The brown-handed man laughed. "You're doing this again." The gray-handed man said, "You're teasing me, right?"

The brown-handed man said, “Yes.”

"Because of what?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Why do you like to ask reasons so much?" asked the brown-handed man.

"I just want to hear whether your reason is the one I'm thinking of." said the man with gray hands.

"Yes." said the man with brown hands.

"You didn't say anything, and I haven't said anything either. Why did you come to this conclusion?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"You just want to say that I was teasing you just for fun." The brown-handed man laughed.

The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" asked the brown-handed man. "Is it wrong to laugh at me?"

"Of course not a mockery." The Gray Hand Man laughed, "It's quite novel that you can think of it as a mockery."

"Then I will assume that you are laughing because I am right." said the man with brown hands.

"In fact, when you said 'Are you laughing at me for being wrong?', you were thinking that I was laughing because you were right." The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "You know it very well."

"Did you feel strange just now?" asked the man with gray hands.

"It's really strange." The man with brown hands laughed.

"What's so strange about that?" asked the man with gray hands.

"What I said this time may be different from what I usually say." The brown-handed man laughed.

"Did you make up the meaning of 'strange' this time?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

(End of this chapter)