Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7249 (Seven Thousand Two Hundred and Forty-Nine) No Talks

"No need, just answer directly," the brown-handed man laughed. "Whether you think about it carefully or not won't affect the result."

The gray-handed man said, "That's right, I agree with what you said."

The brown-handed man laughed, "You agreed so quickly?"

“That’s perfectly normal,” said the gray-handed man.

“As I just said, whether you think it over carefully or not won’t affect the outcome,” the brown-handed man laughed. “I’m quite right.”

"You're right, why do you need to explain it here?" the gray-handed man said.

“That’s right, you’ve seen this kind of behavior before,” the brown-handed man laughed.

The gray-handed man said, "You're trying to talk about the master again, aren't you?"

“Yes,” said the brown-handed man, “that’s what I meant by ‘master’.”

"Then what do you mean? This time, it was clearly me who acted this way, and you're talking about the master at this time?" Grayhand asked.

“I didn’t talk about it,” the brown-handed man laughed.

"Why did the discussion stop?" the gray-handed man asked. "You said, 'I just wanted to talk about using the master.'"

"Didn't I say I 'want' to say it?" the brown-handed man asked.

"So glib-tongued?" Grayhand laughed loudly.

“Yes, it makes him seem cunning,” the brown-handed man laughed.

“It’s not that bad. Don’t use such an unflattering term as ‘cunning’ to describe you,” Grayhand said.

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Isn't being 'smooth-talking' not all that great either?"

"Can they be the same?" Grayhand laughed. "How does 'not so good' of 'cunning' compare to 'smooth talk'?"

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "To call it 'cunning' sounds too awful."

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "Isn't that enough?"

“Both ‘slick’ and ‘cunning’ sound bad. Just because ‘slick’ is less ‘bad’ than ‘cunning’ doesn’ mean I should accept the term ‘slick’,” the brown-handed man laughed.

“Actually, there’s a huge difference between the two. ‘Cunning’ is more than just ‘not very good’,” the gray-handed man laughed. “And then?” the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "'Cunning' is quite wicked."

The brown-handed man then asked, "And then?"

"Why do you keep saying those three words? Don't you ever think about changing them?" Gray-Handed Man asked.

The brown-handed man laughed, "No more changes, haha! I'll just keep talking like this, I want to hear what you have to say."

The gray-handed man said, "Being glib isn't all that bad."

The brown-handed man asked, "And then?"

"Why are those three words still there?" Gray-Handed Man asked.

“Because I wanted to say those three words,” the brown-handed man laughed.

"Okay," said the gray-handed man. "Are you going to say those three words again after I finish my next sentence?"

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Just say the next sentence."

The gray-handed man deliberately asked, "Look, what new developments have occurred with that person?"

The brown-handed man said, "Ah? What did you discover?"

"Haha! It's alright. Now that I've said that, you're sure to stop asking 'And then?'" said the gray-handed man.

“You did this on purpose, deliberately making me stop saying ‘And then?’, didn’t you?” the brown-handed man asked.

“Yes,” said the gray-handed man.

"Yes, you succeeded," the brown-handed man laughed.

Grayhand said, "It's alright, but I haven't really tasted the joy of success."

"What kind of joy of success do you want to experience?" the brown-handed man asked.

"It's not that I'm talking about trying a specific kind; I'm just saying that my so-called 'success' this time was entirely expected and lacked any novelty," Grayhand laughed.