Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4495 (Four Thousand Four Hundred and Ninety-Five) Confusion

Gray Hand Man said, "This third time is the one you didn't mention to me before, right?"

"Actually...it's not that I haven't mentioned it before." said the man.

The Gray Hand asked, "You told me twice just now. When did you mention it for the third time?"

The man explained, "I…I confused the second time I thought I heard the words with…the third time I thought I heard the words."

"Where's the confusion?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's... it's where the palm is." said the man.

"Tell me more details," the Gray Hand said, "What do you mean by confusion in the palm strike?"

“That’s…that’s…what I just said was…the person who had turned into my father’s appearance was speaking with the voice of my relative, and was slapping…him in the blood flowing on the red round plate, but…but actually…when he slapped me, the person looked like…my relative, and not…my father,” said the man.

"Will you not be wrong this time?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It won't be wrong." The man said, "I promise!"

The Gray Hand Man looked at the Brown Hand Man again and asked in a low voice, "Did you hear everything clearly?"

"I heard it clearly." The brown-handed man said, "and I remembered it."

"Then I will continue asking." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man hummed again.

"From what you said just now, when your relative slapped you, you felt like he was attacking you, right?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes." said the man.

"Why do you think so?" Gray Hand asked, "Is there any phenomenon that makes you think so?"

“Yes!” the man answered, “Every time I see my relatives slapping me, it’s as if I see some… some waves… coming… to me. I feel those waves… as if they’re hitting my heart.”

The man with gray hands asked, "What happened after that?" "That relative slapped me... and after that, who knew... who knew that the relative's appearance turned into my father's again!" said the man.

The Gray Hand asked: "Now that you have transformed into your father, do you think that man will continue to slap you?"

“Keep sending it to me,” the man replied.

"In other words, at this moment, do you feel your father slapping you?" asked the man with gray hands.

"That's right! That's it." said the man.

"When you feel your father slapping you, can you still feel the waves hitting your heart?" the man with gray hands continued to ask.

"That's right," the man replied.

"What happened then?" the Gray Hand Man asked him again.

The man said: "Then...then I felt that man, just...talking to me in the form of my father."

"You still can't actually hear anything, can you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes, I can't hear it." the man replied.

"In other words, what did the other party say and what did you feel?" the gray-handed man asked again.

"Yes." said the man.

“Is it related to the shape of the mouth again?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It should...it should be related...When I saw the shape of his mouth, I felt that he said that." said the man.

"What are you talking about?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The man replied: "He said... he said that I was like this, he... couldn't save me."

(End of this chapter)