Chapter 4613 (Four Thousand Six Hundred and Thirteen) Scars
"Yes." The man said, "It's like him...the position...and...the appearance of the scar he exposed is exactly...the same as my father's."
"Are you shaken now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes, at that moment, I was shaken again." The man said.
"Did he say something?" the man with gray hands asked.
"I told you," the man said. "He asked me if I could remember how that scar... came about."
The man with gray hands asked: "Do you remember?"
"I remember...but...but I only remember where my dad got his scar. It's not...it's not the person who pretended to be my dad." The man said, "I will never forget it in my life."
The man with gray hands said: "How did you come here?"
The man said: "It's... that time my dad... my dad saved me... left it. Of course... I'm talking about my dad's long scar... and that relative... a little bit There is no relationship..."
The gray-hand man said: "How did you answer him at that time?"
The man said: "I just said... I just changed into a mole... Then the mole disappeared and a scar appeared... to lie to me."
The man with gray hands said: "How did he react when he heard this?"
"He...he asked me, besides my mother and me, if anyone else knew about the long scar on his waist," the man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "How did you answer?"
The man said: "I said...I don't know...I also said...maybe that relative might know."
The gray-handed man asked: "Where is he?"
"He said it's impossible," the man said. "He said... only... only my mother and I know about that long scar."
"How do you feel after hearing this?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Afraid." The man said, "Because my father...has told me about this before." "What did you say?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I said that only... my mother and I know about the scar on his waist," the man replied.
"Do you believe his words now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I... I kind of... kind of believe it, but I can't believe it anyway." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked, "What did you say?"
The man replied: "I told him at that time, whether my father showed the scar to my relative... I don't know."
The gray-hand man asked: "How did he react?"
The man said: "He still smiled... he smiled horribly. He also told me... that I couldn't even remember what he said... said."
The man with gray hands said: "Do you believe his words more now?"
The man said, "Actually, I can calculate it in my mind... I can calculate it, but... but I... absolutely can't believe it..."
"What did you tell him?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I just told him... to tell him not to make things up... things that don't exist... he can say whatever he wants... and I can't help it," the man said.
"What happened to him after hearing this?" asked the man with gray hands.
"His expression at this time is a little... subtle." The person said.
"What kind of expression?" said the man with gray hands.
"It seems a little...disappointed, but...but it seems that what I said...is not new." The person said, "This is what I can see...I don't know whether he is actually like this."
(End of chapter)