Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4372 (Four Thousand Three Hundred and Seventy-Two) Facial Pain

“I get it,” he said.

"What did you realize?" the other party asked.

"Their pain," he said.

"You're kidding!" The other person laughed. "You've just experienced their pain? Let me tell you, their pain is much greater than yours!"

He realized that he had said something wrong and quickly explained: "I understand part of it!"

"Part of it?" the other party said, "You've said too much again. What you've experienced is just a tiny bit!"

"Yes, that's right," he said.

"Can you understand the pain they feel inside?" the other party asked.

"I feel it," he replied.

"Haha!" the other party said, "What a joke! How did you realize that?"

"Because... because my body is in pain, my heart will...will be tormented..." he replied.

At this time, the head with steaming tears in his eyes said, "Do you think the inner pain of the blue-armored man is only caused by physical pain?"

Hearing this, he was stunned.

"What do you think of the blue-armored people?" asked the head with steaming tears flowing from its eyes.

Until this moment, he still looked down on the blue-armored man, but he didn't dare to say what he was thinking, so he said: "The nails are that kind of... that special blue color."

"In your heart, the nails are blue? Really? Tell the truth!" said the head with steaming tears flowing from its eyes.

He was stunned again.

"Do those blue nails have any other meaning in your heart?" asked the head with steaming tears flowing from his eyes. "No...no other meaning." He answered.

"Do you really think that the only difference between the blue-armored people and the iron-cang people is the color of their nails?" The other party laughed with tears in his eyes. Before he finished speaking, the other party's steaming tears from lying outside hit his face, and he felt a noticeable burning sensation on his face.

"Ah——" he screamed again.

"What's wrong? Does your face hurt?" asked the head with steaming tears flowing from its eyes.

"Yeah, it hurts," he replied.

"This proves that you are lying," the other party said.

"I don't want to lie," he replied.

"I don't want to say it, but you said it anyway." The head with steaming tears streaming from its eyes said, "Answer me again, do you really think the only difference between the blue-armored people and the iron-cang people is the color of their nails?"

He was afraid that he would be burned by the man's steaming tears again because of lying, so he said: "It's different. The nails of the blue-armored man are blue."

This time, after he finished speaking, he was not immediately burned by the flying hot tears, but the other party could of course hear that he did not answer the question directly.

"Do you think it will be okay if you don't answer?" the other party asked.

"I...I answered." he said.

As soon as he said this, the other person's steaming tears hit his face again.

"No! I said the wrong thing!" he cried in pain.

"If different nail colors were just different, the blue-nailed people wouldn't be bullied so miserably!" After the other party said this, there were more steaming tears in his eyes.

"It's just a difference. In the eyes of some people, people with blue nails are inferior. They can be bullied, insulted, and killed!" the other party continued.

(End of this chapter)