Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7197 (Seven Thousand One Hundred and Ninety-Seven) - Even Better

“That’s right, formal,” the brown-handed man chuckled. “And quite seriously. Can you feel my seriousness?”

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "How could I not sense it when you ask such a question?"

“I asked if you felt my seriousness just now, not whether you felt my seriousness after I asked you this,” the brown-handed man said.

"Just now?" the gray-handed man asked with a smile.

"Should we think about it some more?" the brown-handed man asked.

“Of course I don’t need to think about it. You should know I don’t need to think about it,” said the gray-handed man.

"What makes you think I don't need to think before I speak?" the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "Based on what I just said."

"What are you saying? Why don't you just say it directly? Do you have to wait for me to ask before you say it?" the brown-handed man asked with a smile.

The gray-handed man said, "You asked, and I said it makes things flow better."

The brown-handed man chuckled, "Even smoother? You mean, before I even asked, you proactively said it would reduce the smoothness?"

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "If that's how you interpret it, then I guess I can only say yes."

The brown-handed man chuckled, "You seem somewhat unwilling to admit it's true?"

The gray-handed man said, "Something feels a little strange, but I can't quite put my finger on it."

"Do you think that if you don't wait for me to ask, you can't be sure if I really want to know the information you're going to say?" the Brown-Handed Man asked.

"Yeah, that's roughly the idea," said the gray-handed man. "It seems he's still habitually cautious."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Me too."

Grayhand said, "But I'm not always like this. Haven't you noticed that sometimes you don't ask, or rather, I don't wait for you to ask, before I start talking non-stop?"

The brown-handed man said, "That's how I am."

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

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "You think that's who you are, don't you?" "Don't you think so?" the gray-handed man asked.

“It’s not that I don’t think so, I just wanted to ask if you think you are like that,” the brown-handed man said with a smile.

The gray-handed man said, "Me? Yes."

The brown-handed man said, "Understood."

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "And what about you? Do you think I am like that?"

"Do you think I am like that?" the brown-handed man asked.

"Why do you ask me the same question every time I ask you?" Gray-Handed Man asked.

“Because I also want to know how you would answer if I asked you this kind of question,” said the brown-handed man.

"Anyone who didn't know better would think you felt the person who answered first was treated unfairly," the gray-handed man laughed.

The brown-handed man said, "Now that you can think of 'fairness' so quickly in such a small matter, it makes me think further ahead."

"How far ahead have you thought?" Grayhand asked.

“I’ve thought about your past, and our current situation,” said the Brown-Handed Man.

"My past?" the gray-handed man asked. "Long ago?"

The brown-handed man said, "That's right. We haven't gone through the process of transformation yet."

"This time you're only thinking about my past, right?" Grayhand asked.

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

"So, this time you didn't just think about my past? In the process of thinking, you also thought about your own past, didn't you?" Grayhand asked.

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "You know everything."

"You've made it pretty obvious, haven't you? I already know, so it's nothing new, is it?" Grayhand laughed.