Chapter 4720 (Four Thousand Seven Hundred and Twenty) Good Words
“You definitely don’t think so in your heart.” The gray-hand man said.
The man said: "Yes, I can't possibly think like this..."
The man with gray hands asked: "Are you saying that because you want to prevent the other party from attacking you more severely?"
"Yes." The man said.
"Do you have a stronger sense of shame?" asked the Gray Hand.
"Yes." The man said.
"In that world at that time, did you feel that sense of shame?" the gray-handed man asked.
"At that time, because of the pain and other feelings... although the shame also appeared, but... it was not to the level it is now." The person said, "Now... now you ask... my... that kind of The sense of shame is simply overwhelming..."
The man with gray hands asked: "After you said this, did that man hit you with his eyes?"
"He didn't hit me immediately, but he... spoke again." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "What did you say?"
The man said: "Ask me if I said this because...because I saw his eyes moving again."
The man with gray hands asked, "What did you answer him?"
"I said... I don't need so many reasons for saying this." The man said.
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He said that my performance... very well confirmed what I just said." The person said.
The man with gray hands asked again: "What was your reaction after hearing this?"
"I want him to speak clearly, but...but I feel that if he speaks clearly...it will definitely not be a good thing, but...it would be better not to listen to him." The man said.
The gray-handed man asked: "Then what happened to you?"
"I didn't have any reaction...just...just endured it," the man said.
"Did the other party have any other reaction?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man said, "He asked me if I understood... what he meant by what he said."
"You didn't want to mention it, but he did." The man with gray hands asked. "Yes." The man said.
"How did you answer him?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I said...understand." The man said.
"Does he believe what you said?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I didn't know it at the time, maybe... maybe I didn't believe it..." the man said.
"How do you know he doesn't believe it?" The man with gray hands asked again.
"After I finished speaking, he asked me... what I understood." The man said.
"How did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said... I believe he didn't say anything nice about me." The man said.
The gray-hand man asked: "Did he listen?"
"After hearing this, he still refused to let me go. He told me... He asked about the content, but I answered like this. It was also funny." The man said.
"Did you say something?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said, what I answered was the content... When I said the content, it was definitely not something good to say about me." The person said.
The man with gray hands asked: "You said that, he didn't let you go, right?"
"No." The man said, "He said don't think that... you can get away with it."
The gray-hand man said: "Did you tell him again that you understood something?"
"I told you later," the man said.
"Have you figured out what he meant?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It's not very clear, but...but I feel I have to say it." The person said.
"You just told me 'I told you later', so you must have told him something else before you said that." The gray-handed man said.
(End of chapter)