Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6845 (Six Thousand Eight Hundred and Forty Five)

The brown-handed man said, "Don't care? No, I think you are teasing me on purpose. After teasing me on purpose, you still ask me if what you said makes sense."

The Gray Hand Man said, "But you haven't answered whether it makes sense or not."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "That doesn't make sense."

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "If you say that doesn't make sense, we need to discuss this matter further."

"What do you want to discuss?" asked the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Let's discuss why you think it doesn't make sense."

"If you say it doesn't make sense, do you have to explain why?" The brown-handed man said, "Especially when it's so obvious."

"Why is it so obvious?" Gray Hands said deliberately, "I didn't see it."

The brown-handed man smiled at the gray-handed man and said, "Can't you even see this? If you can't see it now, I guess you still won't be able to see it even if I tell you."

"What is the basis for your statement?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's obvious enough." The brown-handed man said, "It's already so obvious, how much more obvious can it be if I say it again? It doesn't seem to be much more obvious. There's not much difference between me saying it and not saying it, so I won't say it."

The Gray Hand Man smiled at the Brown Hand Man and said, "I couldn't see it before you said it, does that mean I can't see it after you say it? You haven't said it yet."

The brown-handed man said, "I think it can, so it should be possible."

"So that's what you think." The Gray Hand said, "Just tell me."

"Tell me about it?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Just talking about the same question as before, and asking why." said the man with gray hands.

"Is it okay no matter what I say?" the brown-handed man asked. "From what you said, it means you have almost figured out a way to deal with it." The gray-handed man smiled.

"How can you say 'perfunctory'?" The brown-handed man laughed, "I have come up with a solution called 'response'."

"That's not contradictory." The Gray Hand said, "It's just a perfunctory response."

"If you insist on saying it was just perfunctory, it will be difficult for me to deal with it." said the man with brown hands.

"What is there to 'do'? You don't have to do anything." The Gray Hand said, "Just do it perfunctorily."

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "You just said to me: 'If you say it doesn't make sense, we need to discuss this matter again.' How do you want to discuss it?"

"There is no format, you can discuss it however you want." said the man with gray hands.

"What do you mean I can discuss it however I want?" The brown-handed man laughed, "Normally there should be at least two people to discuss it, right? How are we going to discuss it?"

"What you said is average." said the man with gray hands.

"Oh, so this unusual discussion of yours was conducted by one person?" asked the brown-handed man.

"I didn't say that I did this alone. I just wanted to say that one can discuss it alone." Gray Hand said, "Discuss with yourself from different perspectives. In fact, it is a process of self-analysis."

"Then let's call it analysis." The brown-handed man said with a smile, "But, don't you plan to join me in the analysis?"

"During the process? I don't plan to join in while you're analyzing. I can join in once you've finished your analysis," said the man with gray hands.

"In this case, it has become a normal discussion. At least the number of people is not just one person," said the brown-handed man.

“You haven’t told me anything yet.” The Gray Hand Man laughed.

(End of this chapter)