Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7320 (Seven Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty) Carefully Selected
The brown-handed man asked, "Did it change that quickly?"

The gray-handed man laughed, "That's how fast it is. Surprised?"

The brown-handed man said, "That's a bit strange."

"Is that so strange?" Grayhand laughed. "It's as if I've never done this before."

“But you’re a little different this time, aren’t you?” the brown-handed man asked.

"What's different?" the gray-handed man asked.

“At least it’s different from the previous situation, right?” the brown-handed man asked.

"You're doing this again," said the gray-handed man.

"Which set did I come to?" the brown-handed man asked.

"Saying the situation is different from before? Where is there a situation that's the same as before? It simply doesn't exist," the gray-handed man laughed.

The brown-handed man said, "You actually caught that."

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "What's so surprising? You're making it sound so new, but it's nothing new at all. It's just an ordinary thing!"

The brown-handed man asked, "How can I give you something new?"

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "There's no need to try to make this something new for me."

The man with the brown hand said, "Do you know what I mean by 'the situation is different from before'?"

Grayhand said, "I don't know. But I think that no matter where you pick from, you'll find something different."

"Pick them out?" the brown-handed man asked with a smile.

“Yes,” said the gray-handed man. “I believe you are capable of picking it out.”

"It makes it seem like I'm deliberately picking things out," the brown-handed man laughed.

“Isn’t that right?” the gray-handed man said. “Actually, I can understand if you deliberately chose it.” The brown-handed man asked, “Oh? Why did you first say I deliberately chose it, and then say you could understand?”

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "Because I just asked you where things were different, what could you do about it? You still had to pick them out carefully."

“Careful selection?” the brown-handed man said. “You’ve brought up careful selection, making me sound like I’m being mean.”

“You’re overthinking it,” Grayhand laughed. “Where is the harshness? I don’t think being picky is harsh at all. On the contrary, in my eyes, it’s reasonable to be picky when asked a question like, ‘Where is it a little different?’”

The brown-handed man chuckled, "Because if you were me, you'd be just as picky, wouldn't you?"

The gray-handed man laughed loudly.

“Laugh, but don’t speak,” said the brown-handed man.

"How do you know I haven't had a chance to say it yet?" Grayhand asked.

The brown-handed man said, "I wanted to say something just now, but I didn't. Now I'm starting to regret it."

"What is there to regret?" Grayhand asked.

"Why don't you ask me what I wanted to say?" the brown-handed man laughed. "You actually ask me what I have to regret."

The gray-handed man said, "I'm asking you what you have to regret. If you want to answer seriously, then in the process of answering, you might reveal what you really want to say."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "You're strategically trying to get me to talk."

Grayhand said, "I didn't come up with any special strategy. It just so happened that I asked you this question. After you asked me why I didn't ask what you wanted to say, I realized that if you wanted to answer seriously, your answer might reveal what you wanted to say."

"Oh, you came up with that later?" the brown-handed man asked.

“Yes,” Grayhand laughed. “If it were before, I might have thought of it too, but I really didn’t think of it that way back then, and I didn’t consider any strategy.”

(End of this chapter)