Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4716 (Four Thousand Seven Hundred and Sixteen) Work

"I... told him at that time... I was not wrong, it was him... he first denied that anything that can be said out loud must first appear in the heart, and then I expressed my agreement with his opinion." said the man.

The Gray Hand asked, "Is the other party satisfied with your answer?"

“No.” The man said, “He asked me if I would think our situation was different if he…he didn’t say that. He also told me to…to tell the truth.”

"Did you answer him?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Not really.” The man said, “I mean… the actual situation is… I said that after he had said that… there is no if.”

"Did he force you to answer the question just now?" asked the man with gray hands.

"He forced me to answer." The man said, "He said, I... I didn't even dare to answer this question directly."

"What do you think after hearing this?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I feel... that what he said... was right." said the man.

"Are you really afraid to answer?" asked the Man with Gray Hands.

"Yes." said the man.

"Why don't you dare answer?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The man said, "Because... because... the people of Tiecang and Lanjia are different... no matter if he said that or not... I won't be in the same situation as the Lanjia people."

"Is it different whether you have a heart or a brain?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"From my perspective... it's definitely different." The man replied, "Not only this question, even if... even if you ask other questions, it's... definitely different."

The man with gray hands asked, "Other questions? If I ask you something else, such as... for example, if I ask you that the people with blue armor and the people with iron warehouse both have hair, will you also say they are different?" "I really want to say 'yes', I should... I should say they are different." said the man.

"Why is it different?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"The hair must be different..." the man said.

"Whether the hair is the same or not doesn't matter because they are both called hair," said the man with gray hands.

"The blue-armored man's hair, probably... probably only the blue-armored man would call it his own hair." said the man.

"You usually don't call the blue-armored man's hair 'hair'?" asked the gray-handed man.

"Usually... it's just a name... but just because it's called out doesn't mean I need to truly believe that what the blue-armored man has is called 'hair'." said the man.

"So what do you really think it should be called?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I haven't thought about it... Actually... The Blue Armored People... can be called whatever they want... I really don't care. The things growing on their heads are really not worthy of my attention." The man said, "Of course, since you asked, I will... answer. Then I will give you one now, it's called 'Mao'."

"Do you really think that's 'hair'?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Even if it is so..." the man said, "Those...those livestock and the like, each strand is called hair."

"You mean that the blue-armored people are like livestock in your eyes?" asked the gray-handed man.

"That's right... but livestock can work, and those blue-armored people... are trash! None of them have any skills... they are wasting food, and are no better than those who work well... those livestock." said the man.

(End of this chapter)