Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6691 (Six Thousand Six Hundred and Ninety-One) Clouds and Mist

Gray Hand said, "Do you want to continue to talk about your opinion on the term 'worth it'?"

"Since you ask this, it means you want to say it. Let's continue the discussion." The man with brown hands said with a smile.

"Didn't you just say you didn't want to have a serious discussion?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "But that was just now. It's different now."

"Do you suddenly want to seriously discuss the topic of 'worthiness'?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes," said the brown-handed man, "but I am mainly a listener."

“Oh, so it’s not you who want to have a serious discussion, but you want to hear me speak seriously?” The man with gray hands said with a smile.

"You said it seriously. If I respond, would that be considered a serious discussion?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Oh, if you put it that way, it doesn't seem to be a problem." The man with gray hands said with a smile.

The brown-handed man asked the gray-handed man: "Then tell me, how do you want to discuss the topic of 'worthiness'?"

The Gray Hand said, "I've thought of many things."

The brown-handed man said, "Whatever it is, just tell me directly."

The Gray Hand said, "I'm not going to say this directly. Those things seem to have turned into mist at this moment, lingering around, but I can't really see clearly."

"Oh, now that you suddenly think about it, you can't remember those specific things, right?" said the man with brown hands.

"Yes, you do understand." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said, "After all, I am also surrounded by clouds and mist."

The Gray Hand Man joked, "Now that you mention it, could it be that the same fog is lingering around you and me?

"You are joking again." The brown-handed man laughed, "It's as if someone has cast a spell on us at this moment." The gray-handed man laughed, "It's just a joke. Now let's get back to business."

The brown-handed man said, "Those past events that have turned into mist, although you can't see them clearly, they have always been affecting you, isn't that right?"

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "Yes, that is what I want to say."

The Brown Hand asked, "It's still about 'worth it', isn't it?"

"Yes." The Gray Hand Man said, "I vaguely feel that even if a lot of people think something is not worth it, as long as I think it is worth it, in my world, it is completely worth it. The same is true in reverse."

The brown-handed man said, "Yes, whether it is worth it or not depends on how you think."

Gray Hand said: "Some things, even if objectively analyzed, are not worth the effort, but I think they are worth it and I won't regret it after doing them."

The brown-handed man asked, "Do you think so too?"

Gray Hand Man said, "I just think so at the moment."

“Will it change in the next moment?” the brown-handed man asked with a deliberate smile.

"You know that's not what I meant." The Gray Hand said, "I just wanted to say that I didn't think that way a while ago."

"Some time ago, do you mean the time before today when we were still following the Lord's way of doing things?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Yes." The Gray Hand said, "I am wondering now, why do I think like this only now?"

The brown-handed man said, "Are you saying this simply because you want to know the reason, or are you trying to express something else?"

Gray Hand said, "You mentioned these two possibilities right away? Which one do you think it is?"

(End of this chapter)