Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7233 (Seven Thousand Two Hundred and Thirty-Three) Still Needs

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "If you want to calculate ahead, I can do that too."

The gray-handed man said, "You think you're in charge?"

The brown-handed man replied, "Of course."

The gray-handed man asked, "And me?"

“I already said it, I have the final say,” said the brown-handed man.

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

The brown-handed man smiled: "Does your question imply that you think it's unreasonable?"

Gray Hands laughed and said, "No."

"Then why do you ask that?" the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man replied, "I'd like to know your opinion."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "You heard me say my opinion, and you still want to ask?"

"Still want it? Hmm, what did you say? I didn't hear you," said the gray-handed man.

"You say you didn't hear it, so you didn't hear it?" the brown-handed man asked with a smile.

The gray-handed man asked, "When did you say that?"

“Just now,” said the brown-handed man.

"Then repeat what you said," said the gray-handed man.

“I said, ‘I already said I have the final say,’” said the brown-handed man.

"Huh?" the gray-handed man laughed. "Just this? This counts?"

“That’s what I said, isn’t it?” the brown-handed man asked.

“That’s right,” the gray-handed man laughed.

The brown-handed man said, "Wouldn't that solve the problem?"

"What do you mean?" the gray-handed man laughed. "I just said I wanted to know your thoughts, but you didn't say what you thought."

The brown-handed man said, "I said, 'I already said it, it's my decision.' Doesn't that express what I meant?"

The gray-handed man said, "That's not what I was thinking."

"What are you thinking?" the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man laughed, "What I just said was pointless, wasn't it?" "No," the brown-handed man replied, "What you said itself makes a difference."

"Huh? Doesn't that mean what I said had no effect?" the gray-handed man asked.

“Hey, I was just kidding. Do you want to repeat what you just said?” the brown-handed man asked.

"You can't remember, do you need me to remind you?" the gray-handed man said.

“You can think of it that way,” the Brown-Handed Man said.

"You haven't really forgotten this time, have you?" Grayhand asked.

“You don’t need to worry about whether I’ve forgotten so quickly. Just repeat it once, and I’ll know, won’t I?” the brown-handed man laughed.

The gray-handed man said, "Do I have to repeat myself?"

"Ultimately, it depends on whether you're willing to repeat it or not. If you don't want to repeat it, you don't have to," said the brown-handed man.

“But if I don’t repeat it, can you remember?” the gray-handed man asked.

“I don’t know either,” the brown-handed man laughed.

“Never mind then, I’ll just repeat it,” said the gray-handed man.

“Just keep repeating it honestly,” the brown-handed man laughed.

"It's as if I'm not always honest with myself," said the gray-handed man.

“You’ve misunderstood. That’s not what I meant at all,” said the Brown-Handed Man.

“Since you say you didn’t mean that, I’ll believe you,” said the gray-handed man.

"So quick?" the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "Do you think this is interesting?"

“Yes,” the brown-handed man said.

“Alright then,” said the gray-handed man.

"What's wrong?" the brown-handed man said. "You sound quite helpless."

“You’re right,” said the gray-handed man. “And you haven’t even finished saying it.”

“What does the complete one look like?” the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "Oh? You're asking me that too?"