Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7217 (Seven Thousand Two Hundred and Seventeen) (Compliant)

The gray-handed man said, "If I don't ask you, who should I ask?"

“Ask yourself,” the brown-handed man laughed.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "Listen to this, what kind of logic is this? You actually have to ask me a question like whether you think your laughter just now revealed your frankness?!"

The brown-handed man said, "Yes, I'm asking you, just say what you think."

“But even if I say it, I can only say what I think. It’s not like what I say necessarily matches the facts,” Grayhand laughed.

The brown-handed man said, "What you say is consistent with the facts, as long as what you say matches what you think."

"What kind of logic is that?" Grayhand said. "It makes it seem like my thinking is always consistent with the actual situation."

The brown-handed man said, "We agree."

The gray-handed man said, "It's as if you already know what I'm thinking."

“I know,” the brown-handed man laughed.

The gray-handed man said, "Are you going to say those six words again next?"

“I didn’t say that,” said the brown-handed man. “At least not until now.”

The gray-handed man said, "But you've thought about it."

The brown-handed man asked, "Who said I wanted to?"

“I said,” said the gray-handed man.

"What makes you say that?" the brown-handed man asked.

“You just want to,” the gray-handed man said with a smile, deliberately.

The brown-handed man said, "Aren't you going to answer my questions?"

The gray-handed man said, "I won't answer. I've already decided what you've thought about."

“It seems you know that what you’re saying is unreasonable,” said the brown-handed man.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "How can it not make sense?"

"What's the reasoning behind that?" the brown-handed man asked. "Imitating you is the reasoning behind what I'm saying," the gray-handed man replied.

"Imitate me? Is that what you call a principle?" the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "It should be possible, that's what I call it."

The brown-handed man said, "You're the one who makes all the decisions, aren't you?"

“Yes,” said the gray-handed man, “after all, he was imitating you.”

"Are you still imitating me now?" the Brown-Handed Man asked.

Grayhand said, "Yes. This time I didn't imitate any specific action of yours, I only imitated your 'conviction'."

The brown-handed man said, "You can call this imitating my 'identification'?"

The gray-handed man said, "Yes, I didn't give any reasons, I just made a judgment. If I think it's reasonable, then it's reasonable."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Alright, do as you please. But I don't think this counts as imitating me."

"Why doesn't it count?" Grayhand asked.

“You yourself said that you didn’t imitate any specific behavior of yours this time,” the Brown-Handed Man said.

“But I also said I was imitating your ‘confirmation’,” Grayhand said.

“That doesn’t make sense. There are plenty of people who directly ‘confirm’ this. If you say you’re imitating someone else, that would also work,” said the Brown-Handed Man.

"Oh?"

The brown-handed man then said, "I ask you, hasn't the master also made quite a few direct 'approvals'?"

The gray-handed man smiled and said, "Yes."

“Hmm, what if I said you were imitating the master?” the brown-handed man asked.

“I don’t admit it,” said the gray-handed man.

"Why won't you admit it?" the brown-handed man asked.

Grayhand said, "What do you mean by 'not admitting'? I never intended to admit it in the first place. Whether the master has directly 'confirmed' it or not is one thing, and who I am imitating this time is another. The two are not necessarily related. I am imitating you. What the master did in the past does not affect the fact that I am imitating you."