Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6793 (Six Thousand Seven Hundred and Ninety-Three) Zone

"You can tell me." The brown-handed man smiled, "You asked me what I want to change it to. If I tell you, you are not allowed to dislike it."

The Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "Why can't I despise it?"

"If you dislike it, what else can I say?" asked the man with brown hands.

"It seems that you really don't want to tell me." said the man with gray hands.

"It's not that I really don't want to tell you." The brown-handed man said, "But why do you have to despise it?"

"I didn't say you must dislike it?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Anyway, you won't admit it if I change it to 'intentionally'," said the man with brown hands.

"Yes." The Gray Hand said, "I just denied it on purpose."

"You don't even admit it when I say 'intentionally', so you will really be disgusted by what I'm about to say." said the man with brown hands.

"You didn't even say anything, but you're sure that I'll dislike it. And because you're sure that I'll dislike it, you're going to stop saying anything?" asked the man with gray hands.

"No." The brown-handed man said, "This is all your own thinking. I never intended to stop talking about it."

The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands, "You didn't plan to say it, did you? You were wavering between planning to say it and not planning to say it, right? But in any case, you were neither planning to say it nor not planning to say it. Anyway, you were always in the middle."

The brown-handed man said to the gray-handed man, "Look, I didn't say anything, but you think so much."

"If you didn't think as much as I did, then why did you wait so long to tell me?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said to the gray-handed man, "I often procrastinate for a long time. I procrastinate on many topics. This topic is really not a big deal."

The Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "Aren't you dragging this out for too long?"

"Yes." said the brown-handed man, "but it's not the longest."

"You also counted which ones are long and which ones are short?" The Gray Hand Man said, "If you have counted them all, tell me one by one."

The brown-handed man smiled at the gray-handed man and said, "Who has counted them? Then I won't do anything else but keep counting here."

"It's not like you haven't used special skills to quickly count before." The gray-handed man said. "When was that?" The brown-handed man laughed.

The Gray Hand Man said, "You just want to say that things have changed now."

"I just want to state the facts." The brown-handed man said, "Have the facts changed?"

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "It has changed. But you still counted it, right?"

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

"If you didn't count, why did you just say 'but it's not the longest' so simply?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't know about the others, but I know the longest one." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man asked the Brown Hand Man, "What is the longest one?"

"It's the kind that keeps delaying until it's no longer a topic of conversation," said the man with brown hands.

"Besides this?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't know anything else." The brown-handed man smiled, "I only know this situation."

The Gray Hand Man asked the Brown Hand Man, "How long do you plan to delay this?"

"Are you in a hurry?" asked the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "There's no rush."

The brown-handed man said, "You said it. That's what you said."

The Gray Hand said, "That's what I said."

The brown-handed man asked the gray-handed man, "Then I don't need to rush to tell you."

"Ah? If I had known this earlier I wouldn't have told you and I wouldn't be in such a hurry." The man with gray hands laughed.

(End of this chapter)