Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7201 (Seven Thousand Two Hundred and One) To be done

The brown-handed man chuckled, "Yes, you think so."

"Why don't you ask me how much time I need to perfect it?" Grayhand asked.

"Why are you asking me this? Just focus on perfecting it," the brown-handed man laughed.

"Don't you care about speed anymore?" the gray-handed man asked.

"What do you mean I don't care about speed anymore? I never cared about speed in the first place," the brown-handed man laughed. "For us right now, is there really a big difference between fast and slow?"

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "It doesn't seem very big."

The brown-handed man said, "Yes, so go ahead and perfect it."

"I'll just get straight to the point," Grayhand said with a smile.

"So fast? Are you sure you've thought this through?" the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "When you ask 'think it through,' you mean to perfect it to my own satisfaction, right?"

“Yes,” the brown-handed man replied.

"I don't even know if I can truly think this through anymore," Grayhand said. "Does this make you anxious?"

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "What's the rush? What's there to be anxious about? Just let things turn out the way they want."

"If I don't say anything until it's perfect to my own satisfaction, then what?" Grayhand asked.

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Then let's continue to improve it."

"When will this end?" the gray-handed man asked.

“You know that, right?” the brown-handed man laughed.

"What if I don't know either?" Grayhand asked.

The brown-handed man laughed loudly, "Then I have even less to say."

The gray-handed man said, "And then?"

"And then what? Even if you're asking what happens next, shouldn't I be the one asking you? Why are you asking me?" the brown-handed man asked.

"I want to ask you, if neither of us knows when this will end, what are we going to do?" the gray-handed man asked.

"What should we do?" the brown-handed man laughed. "Should we do something?" "You don't think we need to?" the gray-handed man asked.

“At least until now, I still don’t know what needs to be done,” said the brown-handed man.

"If I haven't perfected it to a level that I'm completely satisfied with, and I haven't said anything, then should I take action?" the gray-handed man asked.

“I’m the one waiting. If anything needs to be done, it’s you who should do it, right?” the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man said, "It seems so. What do you think? Should we do it?"

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "What do you think? If you think it should be done, then it should be done. If you don't think it should be done, then it shouldn't be done."

"If I don't think it needs to be done, and things just continue like this, are you going to keep waiting?" the gray-handed man asked.

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "I don't think things will turn out that way."

"What do you think will happen?" the gray-handed man asked.

“I think you’ll tell me while I wait,” the Brown-Handed Man laughed.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "But like I just said, I won't say anything unless it's perfected to my own satisfaction."

The brown-handed man said, "You're making assumptions."

“Yes,” said the gray-handed man.

“It’s all hypothetical, isn’t it? Haha!” said the brown-handed man.

"What are you laughing at? It's all hypothetical, what's wrong with that?" the gray-handed man asked.

“I don’t believe you’ll actually do what you assume,” the brown-handed man laughed.

The gray-handed man said, "Is that so?"

"Didn't expect that?" the brown-handed man asked.

“I’ve thought of it,” Grayhand said, “but now that you’ve actually said it, it’s not the same as me thinking of it myself.”

"Do you think this is a good thing?" the brown-handed man asked.

“That’s a good thing,” Grayhand laughed. “You just said it outright.”