Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4840 (Four Thousand Eight Hundred and Forty)
The anger was indeed suppressed by the Gray Hands Man, and he did not show much impatience, so he did not scare the man again.

"I... even though I feel like it shouldn't be this way, I also... feel like it doesn't make sense to say it doesn't matter." The man said, "So... I think... it does matter."

Gray Hand asked again: "Thinking back to the time when you frowned frequently in the first round, do you think it is possible that it was the same situation as the third round of frowning?"

Although the Gray Hand Man had already concluded that the two rounds were not the same thing based on the difference in his facial expressions during the first and third frowns, he still wanted to hear the other person say how he felt.

"How frequent was my first frown?" the man asked.

"Many times." The man with gray hands said, "First he frowned for a period of time, then stopped for a while, then frowned for a period of time again, then stopped for a while, and then the time he stopped became longer and longer."

The man said, "That's so strange! I really have no impression of it at all. And... when I think back, I didn't feel my brows were frowned at all during that time. Did you see my brows frowned like you said, as if... as if they were frowned by something?"

"That's right." The Gray Hand said, "It looks completely different from the way you frowned in the second and third rounds. So I want to ask you about the difference between your feeling and your third round of frowning. The reason I didn't ask about the second round of frowning is because you already said that you took the initiative to frown that time. Answer my question. Recalling the time when you frowned frequently in the first round, do you think it is possible that it was the same situation as your third round of frowning?"

"Completely different." said the man.

The Gray Hand asked, "Let's say in the third round, you frowned naturally because you were thinking about something. If I didn't remind you, would you know that you were frowning?"

The man thought for a moment and replied: "If...if you didn't remind me...then...then...I...I wouldn't have noticed that I was frowning, because...because I was thinking about something."

The man with gray hands said, "You just didn't notice it?" "Yes, but... actually I know it, I have a feeling it. Even if I only remembered it after hearing what you said... then I also know that I should have frowned... frowned when I was thinking, but... I don't pay attention to whether I frowned when I am thinking about a problem." The man replied.

Gray Hand asked again: "Have you ever been so distracted by your frown that you didn't notice it, but then you still didn't notice it?"

"Yes, usually...it's usually like this." said the man.

"Do you think there is any difference between the usual situation and the third round today?" asked the man with gray hands.

"If you insist on saying there is a difference... it's that... no one reminded me." The man said, "Someone reminded me just now, and I... know it."

"If it were an ordinary day, would there be a situation where someone reminded you but you still didn't know?" asked the man with gray hands.

"It's hard for me to say about this, because usually... no one reminds me of such things." said the man.

"Then imagine it." said the man with gray hands.

(End of this chapter)