Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7165 (Seven Thousand One Hundred and Sixty-Five) Playing Tricks
The brown-handed man said, "I'm not that eager to hear it."

"That's a very tactful way of putting it," the gray-handed man chuckled.

"It's alright," said the brown-handed man.

"It seems you really don't want to hear this," said the gray-handed man.

"How did you determine that?" the brown-handed man asked.

“If you still want to hear it, then after I say ‘that’s a very tactful way of putting it,’ you’ll probably say, ‘I’m just not that eager, it’s not that I don’t want to hear it,’” Grayhand laughed.

The brown-handed man laughed heartily.

The gray-handed man said, "You're right, fine, I won't say it."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Huh? Why are you suddenly saying you can't speak now?"
“If you don’t want to hear it, I won’t say it,” said the gray-handed man.

“Then I want to hear it?” the brown-handed man asked.

"Forget it," said the gray-handed man.

"What do you mean?" the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "You don't need to try to fool me like that."

"Who's trying to fool you?" the brown-handed man asked. "That sounds awful. How about we put it another way?"

The gray-handed man said, "You don't have to play games with me like this."

"Is this what you changed to?" the brown-handed man asked.

"Yes," the gray-handed man smiled.

The brown-handed man asked, "Should we not change it?"

"Why?" the gray-handed man laughed.

"Playing tricks?" the brown-handed man asked.

“Ah,” said the gray-handed man. “Oh my, you talk about ‘teasing’ so calmly?” asked the brown-handed man.

“Yes, what else should I say? Let me think,” said the gray-handed man.

“You’d better not think about it…” said the brown-handed man.

Before the brown-handed man could finish speaking, the gray-handed man laughed and said, "I've figured it out."

"So fast?" the brown-handed man said.

The gray-handed man suddenly said in a seemingly insane tone, "Ah! Yes! Trickery! It's trickery! I say it's trickery, and it's trickery! You ask me, 'Trickery?' That's what I should say! That's what I should say! Yes! Yes! It's trickery!"

Hearing the gray-handed man speak rhythmically, the brown-handed man burst into laughter and said, "So crazy, keep going!"

The gray-handed man deliberately played along, saying, "Yes! Keep going! Keep going crazy! Keep talking! Keep talking, it's all a trick! It's a trick! It's a trick! I said it's a trick, and it's a trick! Do you still want to ask me, 'A trick?'"

The brown-handed man echoed this in a seemingly frantic tone, saying, "Yes! Yes! We must ask! We must find out! We must find out clearly why it's considered playing tricks?! Why is it considered playing tricks?! Why is it considered playing tricks?!"

The gray-handed man continued frantically, "You want to ask? You still want to ask? Why do you still want to ask? I've already clearly said it, yet you still ask! I've already made it clear, yet you still ask why! I've already said it's a trick! I said it's a trick, and this is a trick!"

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Didn't you think of your master when you said that?"

“How could I not remember?” said the Grey-Handed Man. “Doesn’t the Lord often use this kind of sentence structure when speaking to us?”

"What kind of sentence structure is it?" the brown-handed man asked.

“You’re asking a question you already know the answer to,” said the gray-handed man.

“I’m going to ask you a question I already know the answer to. Answer me, okay?” the brown-handed man said.

“Alright,” the gray-handed man laughed. “The user has said many times: ‘If I say something is this or that, then this is this or that!’”

The brown-handed man said, "Haha! So it really is this?"

"Just like you thought?" the gray-handed man asked.

“You knew all along that we were thinking the same thing,” said the Brown-Handed Man. “Answer me, isn’t that right?”