Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4634 (Four Thousand Six Hundred and Thirty-Four) Language
The Gray Hand asked again, "What did he think after hearing this?"

"He asked me to explain clearly." said the man.

The Gray Hand asked, "Did you say that?"

"I told him," the man said, "I told him that no matter how similar his back is... I know he is... not my father... absolutely not."

"His back looks very much like your father's at this time?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes, it looks very similar...it seems as if...it was specially transformed into the shape of my father's back just for me to see." The man answered.

"Are you using the language of that world when you speak this time?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No." said the man.

The Brown-Handed Man was still curious about why he used the language of that world and why he didn't use it, so he interrupted and said, "He could already hear you speaking the language of that world just now. Why don't you use it now?"

"I...I don't know either." the man replied.

"Have you ever thought about the reason?" the brown-handed man asked again.

"No." The man said, "In that world at that time... whatever language I used seemed to be... it seemed to be used quite naturally. I don't know why sometimes I just... changed to a different language to communicate with him."

The man with brown hands felt that he couldn't get anything out of him, so he stopped asking.

At this time, the man with gray hands was still waiting for the man with brown hands to ask the next question, so he didn't say it immediately.

The brown-handed man then whispered to the gray-handed man, "Go ahead and ask."

The Gray Hand asked the Brown Hand, "You're not going to ask him about the language he uses anymore?"

"How do you ask?" the brown-handed man whispered.

"I don't know either. I thought you would keep asking." The Gray Hand said. "That's it." The Brown Hand said.

"Do you understand?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't know." The brown-handed man said, "I feel like I can't get any answers by asking this way, so forget it."

The Gray Hand Man said, "Then I will ask him next."

After the brown-handed man said "hmm", the gray-handed man said to the man who had said "I don't have the courage, so I didn't ask to go. This is the difference between you and me": "After you said this, what was the other person's reaction?"

"The other party told me that no matter what I say now... it's useless. I just have to bear what I should... bear." said the man.

The Gray Hand Man asked, "What did you say after you heard it?"

"I said he is the...the relative in blue armor who was killed by me." said the man.

"Now you think he is that relative again?" said the man with gray hands.

"Yes." said the man.

"Weren't you always unsure before?" Gray Hand said, "At that time you were only sure that he was not your father, but you couldn't be sure who he was, right?"

"Yes." The man said, "That was before. At this time, I... I thought he was my relative."

The Gray Hand asked, "Why do you think so now? Doesn't his back look like your father? Before he turned around, you were not sure he was your relative. After he turned around, you clearly thought his back looked like your father, but you decided he was your relative instead?"

"Because... because of what?" the man said, "Actually... I couldn't tell that he was my relative just by looking at his back. Now that I think about it, it might be because..."

(End of this chapter)