Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6545 (Six Thousand Five Hundred and Forty-Five) Chaos

The Gray Hand said, "You just want to bring up a topic and continue the conversation, right?"

The brown-handed man said, “Yes.”

"Why not bring up any topic?" Gray Hand said, "What's so good about this topic?"

The brown-handed man said to the gray-handed man, "It brings up the topic of how it would be great if we could change and get out of the main control."

The Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "You think this is good?"

"Haven't you ever thought about escaping from the master's control before?" the brown-handed man asked deliberately.

"Even if I wanted to, I couldn't do it, right?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Don't talk about whether you can do it or not, just talk about whether you want to do it or not." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "I just thought of this, and then I thought of something else."

"What else?" asked the Brown Hand.

"Nothing else can be done." said the Gray Hand Man.

"It's impossible to do it anyway, so why not just think about it?" said the man with brown hands.

"Not only can you think about it, you can also speak it out." said the man with gray hands.

"This is what makes me most comfortable." said the man with brown hands.

"What makes you most comfortable?" asked the gray-handed man.

"Yes, it's so rare to be able to say it out." said the man with brown hands.

"That doesn't mean you should give me the title of 'most', right?" asked the man with gray hands.

"That's all I said," said the brown-handed man. "Don't think too much about it."

"Are you starting to speak in an imprecise way?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"This isn't the beginning," said the brown-handed man, "and I'm not just starting to be precise."

"Didn't you speak in a less rigorous way before?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It was just today. It was so obvious before. Don't tell me you didn't notice it." said the man with brown hands.

"What if I say I didn't notice?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Then I'm going to jump to conclusions." The brown-handed man laughed. "What conclusions?" The gray-handed man asked with a smile.

"It's just that you are stuck in a certain pattern, and you are stuck very deeply in it." said the man with brown hands.

"Oh, this?" said the Gray Hand Man. "You know you are jumping to conclusions."

"I said I was just making a random conclusion. Do you really think I was making a random conclusion?" asked the brown-handed man.

"If it wasn't a random move, but you said it was, what do you call it?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Can we just call it 'speaking in an imprecise way'?" asked the brown-handed man.

"That's right." said the man with gray hands.

"Oh? Then tell me what this is called." said the man with brown hands.

The gray-handed man smiled at the brown-handed man and said, "That's nonsense."

The brown-handed man said, "Okay, you can call it nonsense if you want, just call it nonsense."

The Gray Hand asked, "So you admit it just like that?"

"Whether I admit it or not, you think so too, don't you?" asked the brown-handed man.

"What if I say no?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Then I'd like to hear what you think." said the man with brown hands.

"As for me, I'd better tell you. Whether you admit it or not, I think so too," said the man with gray hands.

"Just now I was saying that if you said no, it would turn so fast." said the man with brown hands.

"After all, I can say whatever I want to say." The Gray Hand Man said, "I don't care what was said before. I just say it casually now. After all, it's just a small matter."

"You're talking nonsense too, aren't you?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Yeah. You talk nonsense, so I talk nonsense too." said the man with gray hands.

"They are just trivial matters after all, so why are you talking nonsense?" asked the brown-handed man.

"That's right." The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"Do you feel relaxed now?" asked the brown-handed man.

(End of this chapter)