Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6217 (Six Thousand Two Hundred and Seventeen)

Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "The reason is already laid out. It's obvious, isn't it?"

"Do you want to say that you were a tool of that nature at that time?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Yes," said the Gray Hand Man, "As a tool of that nature, I can't really enjoy the feeling of being particularly fresh."

"Even if there was a way to do it, you wouldn't do it at that time, right?" asked the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Is there a way to do that?"

"What's wrong?" asked the brown-handed man.

"I'm talking about true love," said the Gray Hand Man. "It requires emotions and feelings."

"Well, I see." The brown-handed man said, "The master doesn't want you to be like that, right?"

The Gray Hand said, "Yes, that's right, but I feel unwilling to hear you say this now."

"Why?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Think about why I am unwilling to accept this, that's all you can think of." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "I see. From what I just said, you can tell that we were tools of that nature in the past."

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "That's about right."

"Oh?" said the brown-handed man, "Are you saying that my guess is similar to the actual situation?"

"Yes." The Gray Hand said, "Take what you said just now. You said 'the Lord doesn't want you to do that.' When I heard it, I naturally thought of the time when I was making tools of that nature. The Lord didn't want me to do that, so I tried my best not to do that."

"I suddenly thought of the topic we just talked about." The brown-handed man said with a smile.

"I just thought of the topic we just talked about. Can you guess what I was thinking about?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I guessed it, but I don't know if it counts as correct." said the man with brown hands.

"How do you think you have guessed it?" the gray-handed man asked. "You are asking questions even though you already know the answer." The brown-handed man laughed, "If you guess it, then of course you are right."

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said deliberately: "Under the current situation, nothing is 'of course'."

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "Well, that's true. But since I said 'of course', then let it be."

The Gray Hand said, "If you say 'of course', it gives people the feeling that it is absolute, right?"

"You want to ask me how I feel, right?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Yes," said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said, “Let me tell you, this time when I said ‘of course’, I really didn’t feel uncomfortable.”

"Does this mean you don't have to worry about speaking in absolutes anymore?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't think it can be said yet." The brown-handed man said, "After all, it was just what happened at that moment, and what I said was only about an insignificant matter. If something important happened, I would still be more careful about what I said. I think sometimes when I say something absolute, I feel uncomfortable, and other times when I say something absolute, I don't feel uncomfortable."

"Is this a superficial feeling or a deeper feeling?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Neither." The brown-handed man said, "It's just what I think."

"I think the truth may be what you think." said the Gray Hand Man.

"Why do you think so?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"It's just a random thought." said the man with gray hands.

"Wait, are you avoiding the question I just asked you?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Why do you think so?" asked the man with gray hands, smiling.

(End of this chapter)