Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7196 (Seven Thousand One Hundred and Ninety-Six) ​​Want to Dry

The brown-handed man said, "Really? You really would associate me with the Master just because you mention me?"

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "You tell me first if you have any objections."

"Whether I have an opinion or not, it's pointless to say anything," the brown-handed man laughed. "Since it's pointless, it's better not to say anything."

The gray-handed man said, "There are plenty of useless things, aren't you going to do any of them?"

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Of course not, it depends on what it is."

"What kind of things do you do even though you think they're useless?" Grayhand asked.

“This isn’t just one or two things,” said the Brown-Handed Man.

"A lot?" the gray-handed man asked.

“Yes, but you could say it was concentrated in the past,” the Brown-Handed Man laughed.

“I know what’s going on,” Grayhand said. “Of course, this is just my guess, and I might not be right.”

The brown-handed man said, "You'll guess right."

"Oh?" the gray-handed man asked, "What's the basis for that judgment?"

“You guessed right,” the brown-handed man laughed.

The gray-handed man said, "Instead of answering my question, you're just saying I guessed right?"

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Yes."

"Not planning to answer?" Grayhand asked.

"It's not necessary to leave your question hanging here like this," the brown-handed man chuckled.

The gray-handed man said, "Let it air out if you want."

The brown-handed man asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Whatever you like is fine," the gray-handed man said with a smile.

The brown-handed man asked, "Do you think I want to dry?"

“How should I know? You have to tell me,” said the gray-handed man.

“Do I have to answer this question?” the Brown-Handed Man asked. “Not at all,” the Gray-Handed Man chuckled. “You won’t mind me always asking you questions, will you?”

“Why do you think I’d be upset with you? This is just a chat. You know what? Right when you asked me if I’d be upset that you always ask me questions, I was thinking: You wouldn’t be upset that I never answer your questions, would you?” the brown-handed man asked.

"How could I blame you for that? I like it when you answer if you want to, and don't answer if you don't want to. It's up to you. Although I don't know if you want to ignore me, there's no need to keep pressing me about this," the gray-handed man laughed.

“No, I think you can ask further,” said the brown-handed man.

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

“Go ahead and ask if you want. That way, I can feel that sense of freedom,” the brown-handed man said.

“It’s fine if I ask whatever I want, and you can choose to answer or not,” said the gray-handed man.

“Yes,” said the brown-handed man. “Do you want to ask more questions? You don’t have to ask any specific question; you can ask anything.”

"Judging from what you're saying now, it sounds like you're hoping I'll press you for answers," the gray-handed man laughed.

“You feel fine,” the brown-handed man said.

"I knew it!" the gray-handed man asked. "Then how could I not ask? Now, what I need to ask is: do you want to hang it up or not?"

"Now? I want to air it out," the brown-handed man laughed.

"What just happened?" the gray-handed man asked. "I don't want to."

"What about in a little while?" the brown-handed man chuckled. "We don't know yet."

"So, you want to answer my question now?" the Gray-Handed Man said.

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

The gray-handed man said, "Answer it."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "I'll have to think about it."

"What are you thinking about?" Grayhand asked.

"Think about what I'm going to say next," the brown-handed man chuckled.

"So formal?" Grayhand asked.