Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4820 (Four Thousand Eight Hundred and Twenty) Mixed Bag
"Did you speak to him again at this time?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I did.” The man replied, “I wasn’t sure what he meant, so I just… I just said it. I said… he thought I was stupid, that was his problem… I looked stupid but that didn’t mean I was really stupid… A truly stupid person might not even know why he was stupid.”

The Gray Hands said, "Do you think you are angry when you say something like this?"

"Not really." The man said, "I just... don't want to lose my temper... give him a chance."

The Gray Hand asked, "What did he say?"

"He smiled and said... what I said... was right." The man said, "He also said... I said that what I said was quite harsh... But I still don't know why I was stupid."

The Gray Hand asked, "Do you think he is mocking you?"

"Yes." said the man.

"What did you say again?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I know there's something behind his words, and I... I also want to know what kind of danger I'm in, so... I told him... Sometimes other people don't know why a person is stupid." said the man.

"Did he say anything?" asked the Gray Hand.

"He said...it doesn't matter whether others know it or not...anyway...the stupid people will have to pay the price for their stupidity." said the man.

The Gray Hand Man asked, "What happened next?"

"Next... another... another thing appeared diagonally behind him." said the man.

"What is that?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He said that thing is called 'mixed bag'." said the man.

"What does that thing look like?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's...it's cylindrical." the man replied.

"Did he tell you the name of that thing on his own initiative?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes..." the man asked. "How did you say that?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He told me... to let me see what was rising from behind him... and said that 'Hustler' had finally risen... now... what he wanted to do would be easy to do." The man said, "He also said... I thought I could prevent something by holding back my anger... it's a joke." The man said.

The Gray Hand asked, "Did he tell you specifically what that bastard was about?"

"I said it." said the man.

"Did he say it voluntarily or did you ask?" asked the man with gray hands.

"I asked." said the man.

The Gray Hand asked, "Why do you ask?"

"I asked him...what was in there," the man said.

The Gray Hand Man asked, "He said... he said... that inside is what I provided him... what he needs."

The Gray Hand asked, "What do you think after hearing this?"

"I felt something was wrong first, then... then I felt angry." The man said, "I... I didn't want to provide him with what he needed... to him."

"Did you know what you were offering at the time?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I have no idea," the man replied.

The Gray Hand asked, "Did you continue to ask him what happened?"

“I asked.” The man said, “I just asked him directly…what I provided.”

The Gray Hand Man said, "He said...the things in the mixed bag...are...the things I provided...those things are...determined by...my other states during that time in that world."

(End of this chapter)