Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5825 (Five Thousand Eight Hundred and Twenty Five) Piao Tie

The brown-handed man said, "But you were silent for a while just now. It's very good that you did it."

"Ah?" said the Gray Hand Man, "Does such a short silence count?"

The man with brown hands smiled but said nothing.

The Gray Hand said, "You did it on purpose."

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "The silence just now was too short. In fact, it is not enough to be considered as 'very good to have done it'."

The Gray Hand Man said, "That's what you just said."

"Because it's fun. I'm just teasing you." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said, "Now you are actually teasing me like this."

The brown-handed man asked, "Is it very fresh?"

"Of course it is strong." The Gray Hand Man said, "If it were in the past, I would never have thought so."

"If you had been silent for a moment longer, things might have been different." said the man with brown hands.

"That's right," said the Gray Hand Man, "but it's hard for me."

"It's just as difficult for me," said the brown-handed man.

Gray Hands said, "But when we observe something, it seems easy to stop talking for a while."

The brown-handed man said, "That's true."

Gray Hand Man said: "It still has something to do with attention."

The Brown Handed Man said, "Where is your main focus now?"

"It should be the gauze in front of us, right?" asked the Gray Hand Man. "Almost."

The brown-handed man asked, "Do you have any new feelings about the yarn in front of you now?"

"Not yet." The Gray Hand Man said, "What about you? Where is your main focus?"

"Actually, I'm still thinking about the topic we just talked about." said the man with brown hands.

"Topics related to 'lively'?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes, how did you know I was talking about this?" asked the brown-handed man. "I know, is this new?" asked the gray-handed man.

The brown-handed man said, "It's not new. In fact, it's not new at all. If I were to say it, I guess you would know it too."

Gray Hand said, "Right. You want to talk about something related to 'liveliness', so do you want to talk about that material?"

"You do know it again," said the Brown-Handed Man.

The Gray Hand Man said, "That material turned white because of that person's spell, right?"

"I feel so." The brown-handed man said, "or else it looks like something we often see, right?"

"What do you think it is?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I think it's iron," said the Brown-Handed Man.

The Gray Hand said, "You guessed right."

"Do you know what material that is?" asked the brown-handed man.

“I overheard something,” said the Gray Hand Man.

"What?" asked the brown-handed man.

"The person who cast the spell at that time said that it was 'floating iron'." said the man with gray hands.

"What iron? 'Floating'? Which word?" asked the brown-handed man.

"It's the 'Piao' in 'Piaofei'." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man asked again: "This name is quite strange."

"Yes," said the Gray Hand Man, "I thought it was unusual. Normally, a piece of iron like that would be pretty heavy, right?"

"Yes, it's really hard for me to associate it with 'Gone with the Wind'," said the brown-handed man.

Gray Hand Man said, "That day we saw it turn white. Now that I think about it, it seems that its connection with 'Gone with the Wind' is not so incredible, right?"

"White things can float? What's your first reaction?" asked the man with brown hands.

(End of this chapter)