Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7182 (Seven Thousand One Hundred and Ninety) Village
The gray-handed man chuckled, "I've noticed that when we want to talk about the master, we tend to shift the focus to that person, isn't that right?"

The brown-handed man said, "But the transfer is not successful; it always ends up being sent back to the user."

Grayhand said, "When the time comes again when you want to use the user, it will still shift to another place, and it is very likely that it will shift to that person again."

“Then we’ll be brought back to the Lord again,” the brown-handed man laughed.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "Is it just going to be a cycle like this?"

“Not necessarily,” said the brown-handed man.

"Oh?" Grayhand asked. "What situation are you trying to explain?"

“Sometimes it doesn’t necessarily transfer to that person, but rather to everyone present,” the brown-handed man laughed.

"The people present? You mean us?" the gray-handed man asked.

“Yes,” said the gray-handed man. “Think back to our conversations over this period of time. Did this happen?”

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "There's no need to remember."

Grayhand said, "Oh? What does that mean? You don't mean you don't want to admit it, do you?"

“You know perfectly well why I said ‘there’s no need to specifically recall,’ yet you deliberately went in the opposite direction. Are you waiting for me to refute you?” the brown-handed man asked.

“Yes,” said the gray-handed man.

"Why do you like listening to my rebuttals?" the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "Now you're refuting me, and I'm refuting you, just like when I passed through a village and overheard two people chatting. I could tell that the two of them actually had a pretty good relationship, just arguing back and forth, but still laughing, as if there was no risk involved."

"Could it be that you longed for this back then?" the brown-handed man asked.

"Have you ever longed for that?" the gray-handed man asked. "Before? When I was working with the Master?" the brown-handed man asked.

“Yes,” said the gray-handed man.

"Did you not have that thought back then? Or was I unaware that I had that thought? Or can't I remember?" the brown-handed man laughed. "Now you're asking me again."

The gray-handed man said, "I didn't ask you for nothing, and you didn't answer for nothing either. My situation is very similar to yours."

The brown-handed man said, "Did you suddenly think of that village and the two people arguing with each other when you were talking to me just now?"

The gray-handed man said, "Yes."

"Suddenly you realize you actually like that feeling?" the brown-handed man asked.

Grayhand said, "Pretty much. Maybe I didn't realize before that I actually quite liked that feeling? After today's special circumstances, sometimes the things I say have made you argue with me, which probably shows that."

The brown-handed man said, "After hearing what you said, I thought about myself, and I might actually like the feeling you're describing."

Grayhand said, "Actually, the most important thing is not the act of refuting each other, but the state in which refuting each other does not bring danger to anyone."

The brown-handed man said, "That should be the key point. If we were working with our master before, arguing with him might have put us in danger, wouldn't you say?"

“Yes, I have no objection to that,” said the gray-handed man. “This kind of thing has happened before.”

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "At that time, I will do things that are detrimental to you because you contradicted me."

The gray-handed man said, "Isn't that what I'm like too?"

“I shouldn’t have,” said the brown-handed man. “Is that your way of getting revenge on me?”