Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6918 (Six Thousand Nine Hundred and Eighteen)

"Your imitation is so good that even I feel like the real one myself." The Gray-Handed Man laughed.

"What you said seems to explain the problem again." said the man with brown hands.

"I'm just expressing my feelings. What's the problem?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said to the gray-handed man, "I'm not saying there's anything wrong with what you said. I'm just saying that what you said really illustrates the problem."

The Gray Hand said, "Tell me."

The brown-handed man said, "I think this shows that you were actually aware of your tone when you said this."

The Gray Hands thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he noticed it accidentally?"

"Maybe, but since you can notice that kind of problem, it's very likely that you said that on purpose." The Brown-Handed Man laughed.

"Why do you think I deliberately said it in that tone?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said to the gray-handed man, "It seems like a hint."

The gray-handed man asked, "A deliberate hint?"

"Yes, as if to prepare me." said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Are you ready?"

"Look, why are you here again?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Are you ready?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I'm going to answer you. Of course I was prepared. Otherwise, I wouldn't have said that just now." The brown-handed man smiled and said, "Don't you think the tone of your words just now was 'particularly beautiful'?"

"Now that you ask me this, how can I have the nerve to say I don't feel that way?" said the man with gray hands.

"Don't give me that. Do you really not feel that way?" asked the man with brown hands.

The gray-handed man smiled at the brown-handed man and said, "I really feel that. When I said that, it was 'very beautiful'. I felt it was very beautiful." The brown-handed man smiled and asked, "Is it more beautiful than my imitation?"

The Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "I wouldn't say that."

The brown-handed man asked, "Do you think my imitation needs improvement?"

"No." The Gray Hand said, "Why wouldn't I say it's more beautiful than your imitation? Guess why?"

"I won't guess, just tell me why." The man with brown hands said with a smile.

Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "Because your imitation is as beautiful as mine. If I say that my feeling of beauty at that time was more beautiful than your imitation, it seems like I am saying that your imitation is not good enough. But in fact, the beauty of your imitation tone is the same as the beauty of the tone I said."

The brown-handed man said, "Oh, you mean to say that my imitation is very accurate, right?"

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Yeah, it's quite accurate. There's no need to add more, or it will pass."

The brown-handed man deliberately asked, "What if it decreases?"

“That’s less.” The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"Do you really think so, or are you saying this to me on purpose to amuse us?" asked the brown-handed man.

"I really think so." said the man with gray hands.

"Then I believe it." said the man with brown hands.

"Believe it, just believe it." The man with gray hands said with a smile.

The brown-handed man asked, "You said that to me in such a happy tone, as if you were asking me to be prepared. What kind of preparation did you expect me to make?"

"No particular expectations." The Gray Hand Man smiled.

The brown-handed man said to the gray-handed man, "You just didn't think much about it?"

The Gray Hand said, "You listened to me. It doesn't matter what kind of preparation you make. Just be prepared. No matter what I say next, you won't be unable to adapt."