Chapter 4712 (Four Thousand Seven Hundred and Twelve) Tear apart
The man with gray hands continued to ask: "After you tell him that everything that can be said out loud will first appear in his heart, ask him if he can't Denying this, how did he respond?"
"He smiled again, and then...then told me...that I was glib again..." the man replied.
The man with gray hands asked: "What did you say to him after that?"
"I asked him again if he couldn't deny it," the man said.
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He said...of course he can deny it," the man said.
"Did you explain it to him after hearing this?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Explained," the man replied.
"I just asked him, asked him...if the words he said had not appeared in his heart." The man said.
"Did he answer you?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Answered me." The man said, "He said, what he is talking about now...is me, not him."
"Did you refute him after hearing this?" the gray-handed man asked.
"There is no refutation." The person said, "I just said, it is also... they cannot be compared."
"Do you agree with what he said?" The man with gray hands asked again.
"Yes, agreed." The man said.
"Do you agree from the bottom of your heart?" the man with gray hands asked, "Aren't you just pretending?"
"I'm not pretending, I agree from the bottom of my heart..." the man said.
"Why do you agree?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Just because...because he is a man in blue armor." The man said. "Did he ask you why you agreed?" the gray-hand man asked.
The man said: "He didn't ask directly, he just... just asked... what I wanted to say."
"Have you explained it to him?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Yes." The man said.
"How do you explain it?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I told him, what I want to say is... what he wants to say, we are different, of course... of course the situation is different... I said that every time I say something... it must be in my heart It has appeared, but...but whether he is like this, I just...don't know." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked again: "Didn't he continue to ask?"
"He continued to ask." The man said, "He asked what was different from me."
"Did you tell him what you wanted?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I didn't tell him directly," the man said. "I said...I said he knew the difference."
When the man said this, he thought that he was afraid at the time. He thought that the person opposite him was obviously a person with blue armor, and he despised the person with blue armor, but he did not dare to tell the other person directly because the other person was a person with blue armor. So this is not the case. At this moment, he was a little worried that the Gray Hands would ask him why he didn't directly tell the man who claimed to be his father. He didn't know how to answer.
"What did he say?" asked the man with gray hands.
The man breathed a sigh of relief. The Gray-Hand Man didn't ask him why he didn't tell him directly before, so that he wouldn't feel the embarrassment immediately, and would not again tear away the sense of shame he thought he had. Gray hands and brown hands look.
"He said... I said it differently, but he also said he knew. This is simply what I said to... cover up my cowardice." The man said.
At this point, he was worried that the man with gray hands would continue to ask him what that person meant and whether he could clearly understand what he said, and he was worried that he would have to answer the question about "covering up timidity" with the man with gray hands held high.
(End of chapter)