Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7179 (Seven Thousand One Hundred and Seventy-Nine) Wooden Table

The brown-handed man said, "It was clearly your idea, why am I supposed to tell you now?"

The gray-handed man laughed and asked, "Hey! What did you say? 'Things'?"

The brown-handed man said, "What I'm saying now is what you came up with. Saying 'things' is just something I said offhand. The 'things' I'm talking about have nothing to do with 'north and south'."

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "How did you know that when I heard you say 'something I came up with,' I immediately thought of 'north and south'?"

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Because you emphasized the word 'things' so much, I knew right away that you meant the 'things' of 'east, west, south, and north,' not the 'things' I was thinking of."

Grayhand said, "Was I too obvious?"

“Yes, that’s exactly what you wanted me to know, so it’s normal for you to make it obvious, right?” the brown-handed man said.

“I did want you to know,” the Greyhanded man said with a smile.

The brown-handed man said, "Why don't you tell me about the 'north and south' we were talking about earlier?"

“I was going to listen to what you had to say before, but now I think you don’t want to talk about it, so I’ll say it anyway,” Grayhand said. “This doesn’t count as me giving in, does it?”

“No,” said the brown-handed man. “If you really don’t want to say, you don’t have to.”

"But even if that were the case, you wouldn't say it, would you?" the Grayhand asked.

“Yes,” said the brown-handed man.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "Then no one will talk about this anymore."

“That’s right,” said the brown-handed man.

"And then?" the gray-handed man asked.

“Nobody’s talking about it anymore, so what’s the point of ‘then’?” the brown-handed man laughed.

The gray-handed man said, "Just leave it there?"

“Yes,” said the brown-handed man. “Don’t we have enough there?” “Quite a lot,” said the gray-handed man. “If there were a wooden table, it would probably be full.”

"Only one wooden table?" the brown-handed man said. "One table isn't enough to hold everything."

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "How do you know there isn't enough room?"

The brown-handed man said, "How many have we already left?"

The gray-handed man chuckled and said, "We can put as many as we want. I didn't say how big that wooden table was."

The brown-handed man said, "I was thinking of those wooden tables we usually see, and I was thinking of the bigger kind."

Grayhand said, "The wooden table I'm thinking of must be unusual, quite fantastical."

The brown-handed man said, "I understand. So, are you going to tell me, or leave it there?"

“Choose,” said the gray-handed man.

“This is what you asked for,” the brown-handed man said with a smile.

“That’s right, it was my request,” the gray-handed man laughed.

The brown-handed man said, “Since you’ve decided to speak, then I’ll start.”

The gray-handed man said, "That's good."

The brown-handed man chuckled, “I just asked you, ‘Because of my reaction just now, you decided not to talk anymore?’ You said yes, and I said perfect. Then you said to me in this tone, ‘You didn’t try to pull me along this time.’ I asked you what kind of pulling, and you said to give me an example, like directions. I asked you, ‘North and south, right?’ That’s a good start, isn’t it? Now it’s your turn to speak, isn’t it?”

Grayhand said, "This is truly a pleasant surprise."

"What surprise?" the brown-handed man asked.

“You started off so clearly,” said the gray-handed man.

“If you think what I said was surprising, then hurry up and say it,” the brown-handed man laughed.