Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5987 (Five Thousand Nine Hundred and Eighty Seven) Back

The gray-handed man said, "To be a tool, you still need to depend on the master?"

"Aren't we each other's masters?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Yes, we are each other's master and each other's tool." The Gray Hand said, "You still need to see who the master is, right?"

"Of course. The feeling of being a tool for different masters is probably different, right?" asked the brown-handed man.

Gray Hand said, "That's right. Do you think the word 'master' is very similar to that word?"

The brown-handed man said, "Just tell me straight."

The Gray Hand Man said, "That's who he is. What do we call him?"

The brown-handed man blurted out, "Use the Lord."

The Gray Hand Man laughed: "Are you so direct?"

"What if I'm not direct?" The brown-handed man said, "If I don't say it directly, won't you say it directly too?"

"That's right." The Gray Hand Man laughed, "But you were very proactive this time."

The Brown Hand said, "It's normal to take the initiative."

The Gray Hands said, "After you said 'yes', he told you to move your things and walk in his direction. You did what he said without asking?"

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "I noticed that you have changed the subject again."

Gray Hand said, "You don't think it's time yet, and I haven't delayed enough, so I'm changing the subject too early?"

"No." The brown-handed man said, "This is a good time. It's almost time to tell you. It's just right for you to turn back. You caught up with the timing very well."

The Gray Hands man asked, "Does this count as another forced compliment?"

"No," said the brown-handed man, "it can only be considered a compliment, but it certainly can't be considered forced compliments."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "You do what he says. What does he say?"

"I only took a few steps when he told me to wait." said the man with brown hands.

"What are you waiting for?" the gray-handed man asked. "I didn't understand why at the time, I just knew that I did whatever he told me to do," said the brown-handed man.

"In this respect, we have always been very similar." The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"Isn't that what tools are for?" asked the Brown Hand Man.

The Gray Hand Man asked with a smile, "You don't think that's reasonable, do you?"

"I don't think it makes sense." The brown-handed man said with a smile, "There are many unreasonable things in the world. What can I do? Can I make them all reasonable at once?"

The Gray Hand said, "Well, it's irrational, but there's nothing I can do about it. At least I couldn't do anything about it at that time."

"I had no choice at that time. If there was a way, would I continue to be a tool?" asked the brown-handed man.

After saying this, the brown-handed man thought for a moment and said, "But, at that time, I didn't realize that I was someone's tool. Alas, it's useless to talk about this kind of thing. Things in the past happened under past conditions. I couldn't change the conditions, so there's no need to assume what would happen under other conditions."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Did you stop and put the things on the ground?"

“No.” The brown-handed man said, “I didn’t dare to put it down. He asked me to wait, so I moved the thing and stopped where I was.”

"Didn't he tell you to let it go?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"He looked down first," said the man with the brown hands.

"Under that thing?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." said the man with brown hands.

"What is he looking at?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't know either," said the brown-handed man. "I don't understand, and I don't dare to ask."

"And then?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I just stood there for a while," said the Brown-Handed Man.

(End of this chapter)