Chapter 4713 (Four Thousand Seven Hundred and Thirteen) Shrinking
Although the man with gray hands didn't ask as he imagined, he still asked: "Did you mean to hide it when you answered him like that?"
The man was a little embarrassed when he heard that the gray-hand man still asked relevant questions, but because he felt that the gray-hand man understood what he was actually thinking, he said truthfully: "Yes."
"What were you trying to hide at that time?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Just...just cover up...I didn't dare to say...something to him at that time." The person said.
"Is it related to the man in blue armor again?" The man in gray hands asked directly.
"Yes." The man replied.
"Were you afraid of him at that time?" the man with gray hands asked.
"There must be some, but...but it's not that serious." The person said.
The man with gray hands understood that what he said was related to habit, so he did not ask this question further, but asked something else: "How did you answer?"
"I said at that time...I have nothing to hide." The man said.
"What about him?" I asked again.
"He said that if I didn't hide it, I would tell my true thoughts directly... directly." The man said.
"Are you a little scared at this time?" The gray-handed man asked.
"It must be." The man said, "I haven't said it yet... His words... seem to understand my true thoughts... as if... as if this is actually the case."
The man with gray hands asked again: "Then you told him your true thoughts?"
"I didn't say it so...so directly." The man said.
"Then what did you say?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I just told him... everyone's situation is not necessarily the same." The man said. "After hearing this, does that person think you told the truth?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I probably don't think what I said is a lie, but...but it seems that I am not satisfied with what I said." The person said.
"He expressed his dissatisfaction?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Yes." The man said, "He said I could make it clear."
"Do you understand what he means?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Understood." The man said, "Although I made a guess, I also thought about what he might think."
"Then what did you tell him?" Gray Hand Man said, "I just told him that people are different... what I said must have appeared in my heart. I don't know if he... After all, I...have never seen his heart."
The man with gray hands said: "If you say so, he still won't be satisfied, right?"
"Yes." The man said, "He actually... actually said that I just didn't dare to say what I really thought."
"Did you tell him what you really thought after hearing this?" the man with gray hands asked.
"I didn't tell him yet, but later... later he threatened me again, so I told him." The man said.
"Why are you threatening?" the gray-handed man asked.
"He told me that like me... I dare not say what I am thinking about, and I still... seem to be tough on my lips, but in fact I am just a coward." The man said, "He said... He was really disappointed to have such a child. Even if the child no longer...recognized him, he still wanted...to teach...a lesson...
"That's all?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man said, "Then his eyeballs came out again...he tried hard, as if...as if he was going to hit me again."
(End of chapter)