Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7429 (Seven Thousand Four Hundred and Twenty-Nine) A Question

The brown-handed man said, "It can be considered so."

"What caused this sudden change?" Grayhand asked.

“I want to change it,” the brown-handed man laughed.

"Is this it?" the gray-handed man asked.

“Yes. Isn’t that casual enough?” the brown-handed man asked.

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

"Aren't you going to say anything more?" the brown-handed man asked.

"I won't say any more, after all, I'm already very satisfied," said the gray-handed man.

"Again, you're satisfied because I'm casual?" the brown-handed man laughed.

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

“I have a question for you,” said the brown-handed man.

"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?" Grayhand asked.

"You said 'that's right,' does that mean this topic is over?" the brown-handed man asked.

"Not necessarily, you can ask more questions," said the gray-handed man.

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "I won't ask any more questions."

"What's the reason?" the gray-handed man asked.

"I don't want to ask anymore," said the brown-handed man.

"Whatever?" the gray-handed man asked.

“Yes,” the brown-handed man laughed. “Whatever.”

“Well, then ask what you want to ask,” the brown-handed man said. “You said you have a question for me, what is it?”

“I just told you, ‘Since you’re not in a hurry, I can just keep going around in circles with what I’m about to say,’” the brown-handed man laughed.

“That’s right, that’s what you asked me just now,” said the gray-handed man.

"What did you say back then?" the brown-handed man asked.

“I said, ‘You’re not really planning to do this, are you?’” the gray-handed man said with a laugh. “I mimicked the tone of my own voice just now. Was it pretty accurate?”

The brown-handed man said, "It's similar. The tone of your voice is just like your own." "It's nothing new, after all, the times are different," the gray-handed man laughed. "I said those words first, and then I imitated my own tone of voice."

“That seems plausible,” the brown-handed man chuckled.

“It’s understandable,” the gray-handed man said. “But how did it turn into me imitating my own tone of voice?”

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Try imitating it, and I'll know how clearly you remember it."

The gray-handed man asked, "Do you know what use this is?"

"Why does it have to be useful?" the brown-handed man asked.

“It’s not that I absolutely have to,” the gray-handed man said. “I just wanted to know what use this is to you.”

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "I can't explain it either."

"Oh, then I won't ask," the gray-handed man said with a smile. "Go on."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "You know what I said next, right?"

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "I know, but I won't say."

"Why?" the brown-handed man asked.

"Otherwise, it'll be me talking again," the gray-handed man laughed.

“Fine, if you won’t tell me, I will,” the brown-handed man laughed. “I told you back then you weren’t in a hurry, right?”

"Are you confirming with me?" the gray-handed man asked.

“Yes, see if I’m mistaken,” the brown-handed man laughed.

“Of course I remember correctly,” Grayhand laughed. “I have a deep impression of this, after all, you didn’t ask me at the time, but stated it.”

"Could you explain this in more detail?" the brown-handed man asked.

“Sure,” Grayhand laughed. “You seemed particularly calm when you said ‘you’re not in a hurry.’”

“Otherwise, what do you think I should do?” the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man chuckled, "It's not exactly how it should have been, but you could have said, 'Aren't you in a hurry?'"

“Oh, you’re thinking of a question to ask?” the brown-handed man asked.

“Yes,” the gray-handed man laughed.