Chapter 4718 (Four Thousand Seven Hundred and Eighteen) So stupid
"I said, since he said that, it proves that I... what I remembered is right." The man said.
"What happened to that man?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He told me... let me quickly answer his question." The man said, "That's... why did he deny what I said."
The gray-handed man said: "Did you answer?"
"Answered." The man said.
"What's your answer?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I told him that he...must have his thoughts...for sure...I also said that since he said that, it means...he himself...must think so." The man replied.
"Did he say anything after hearing this?" the gray-handed man asked.
"He said I was talking nonsense." The man said, "Let me answer quickly."
"Did you answer him immediately?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Yes." The man said.
"What's your answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"My answer is... what he said... probably means... that he himself believes that... everything that can be said does not necessarily appear in his heart first." The man said.
"What did he hear?" asked the Gray Hand.
"He smiled, and then... then said that I... wasn't pretending to be stupid, but... I was really stupid." The man said.
"What about you?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I felt... humiliated by him," the man said.
"What did you say?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I asked him to give an answer that's not stupid." The man said.
"Were you afraid when you said this?" the gray-hand man asked.
"It's not that I was as scared as before...after all...at that moment I was more in pain than fear," the man replied. The man with gray hands asked again: "Did he give you the answer?"
"Give it." The man said.
"What did you say?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He said that he denied what I said...Everything that can be said out of my mouth may not necessarily appear in my heart first...because...he feels...what I say...is not necessarily...not necessarily It will appear in my heart..." the man said.
"What happened next?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Then...then I said 'hmm'." The man said.
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He said I was just 'hmm'. Didn't he just... not understand what he said?" the man said.
"What did you say?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I said...no...and said...I can understand what he said." The man said.
"Then what?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Then he asked...asked me...what he meant by that," the man replied.
"What did you say?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I said... what he meant... was that he thought I might... be able to speak without paying attention..." the man said.
"What's his reaction?" the gray-hand man asked.
"He sneered again, and then said to me...since...since I think that's what he meant...then...let me talk about whether I agree with him...what he said." The man said.
"Do you agree or disagree?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I didn't say it directly." The man said, "I said... no matter what he meant... it... can't change the fact that I... what I said appeared in my heart."
"What did he hear?" the gray-handed man asked again.
(End of chapter)