Chapter 4614 (four thousand six hundred and fourteen) nonsense
The man with gray hands asked, "Did he say something?"
"He said it." The man said, "He said that I am still...still the same...sometimes...hard-spoken. He also said that it is obviously something that only my mother and...me know...no one else...at all. I don’t know. He said he wouldn’t make up this kind of thing.”
The man with gray hands said: "What about you?"
"I said... I still don't know whether my father has ever shown his scar to relatives." The man said, "So... I won't believe what he said."
The gray-hand man said: "You were duplicitous at that time, weren't you?"
"It can be...it can be...yes," the man said, "but...it can't be completely..."
"Why do you say that?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Although I wouldn't directly believe what he said... but... I wouldn't directly disbelieve it either..." the man said, "I was... somewhere between... between belief and disbelief."
The man with gray hands said, "But his nails are blue."
"Yes...but...but...in short, when I was shaken at that time...maybe...maybe I was more focused on thinking about the scar on his body...and recalling what he said, rather than thinking about whether he was a man with blue armor... This matter." The man said.
"Really?" said the gray-hand man, "can you tell the difference clearly?"
"Actually...it's not that clear. It's just...if...if it's not like this...what could it be? I can't face a person with blue nails and still...think he has... There's no way it's my father...this...this is too shameful." The man said.
"But in fact, you have done something that you feel is shameful in your heart, right?" The man with gray hands asked.
"I..." The man didn't say it immediately.
"Tell the truth." The gray-handed man said.
"I... really don't want to admit it..." the man said, "Let me admit this... it would be better to let me die." The man with gray hands already understood what he wanted to know, so he did not focus on this point and continued to ask. After going down, he immediately asked what happened next: "After you said that, what did he say?"
The man said: "He said...he said he had evidence, but I didn't believe it...and I...and myself...was talking nonsense without evidence. He also said...we haven't seen each other for a long time. When we met, I didn’t expect that I would treat him like this.”
"What did you hear?" asked the man with gray hands.
The man said: "I just wanted to talk about what I had seen... At this time, he happened to say something like this. I continued what he said and asked him why he hadn't seen it before. He also said that we had met... not long ago."
"When were you talking about not long ago?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's when I went to that world." The man answered.
The gray-handed man said: "What did the other party say?"
The man said: "The other person asked me when I had seen him."
"Did you tell him?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Told him," the man said.
"What was his reaction?" the man asked.
"He...he actually said...in this case, why am I not still afraid?" the man said.
"Listen to what he means, he knows when you said you saw him." The gray-handed man said.
"Looking at his expression, I also feel that...he obviously knows." The man said.
(End of chapter)