Chapter 4757 (Four Thousand Seven Hundred and Fifty Seven) Frozen
"No other reaction?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Not yet." The man said, "But the sound of his laughter... is very... very scary."
"How to scare people?" asked the gray-handed man.
"The sound... became as if... it seemed to make me feel like I was about to be frozen." The person said.
"Do you only feel like this when he smiles?" the gray-hand man asked.
"It seems so." The man said.
"At that moment, did you think he was attacking you?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I didn't think he was attacking me...but...but I always feel like he used something...some method that I can't understand..." the man said.
"What do you think he was trying to do with that method?" the gray-handed man asked again.
"It's... maybe it's just to torture me." The man said.
"Did you say something when you felt like you were about to freeze?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I just said I was cold." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "How did the other party react after hearing this?"
"The other party...the other party just said...just be cold." The person said.
"Did you say something else?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I just asked the other person what he was doing." The man said.
"Did the other party tell you?" the gray-hand man asked.
The man said: "He...he told me...he just tried."
"Do you know what he is trying?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I don't know, so I...asked." The man said.
"You just asked him what he was trying to do?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's right." The man said.
"Did he tell you?" asked the man with gray hands.
"No." The man said.
"What happened next?" asked the gray-handed man. "I just asked him... when he would stop me from getting cold." The man said.
The gray-hand man said, "Did he tell you?"
"No." The man said, "He said... I made myself cold."
"Do you believe what he said?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I somewhat believe it." The man said, "You can... you can say that you believe it, but... but I'm actually not that sure."
"Did you say something?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I just asked him... what should I do... to... stop getting cold." The man said.
"What did he say?" asked the Gray Hand.
"He asked me if I was afraid of freezing," the man said.
"What did you say?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said... I'm afraid that I'll get frozen, but... even if I won't get frozen, then I... don't want to get cold like that," the man said.
"What happened to him after hearing this?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He said...that's the kind of person I am...whether it's frozen or not, that's it." The man said.
"What does he mean by this?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I didn't understand." The man said.
"Didn't you ask him?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Asked." The man said, "I said... is the reason why he is like this because of me... I didn't think clearly about the question he just asked me."
"Did he answer?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He said... I think it is, so that's it," the man said.
"What happened to you next?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I...I'm so cold that I can hardly open my mouth," the man said.
"Did you say something?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said it anyway," the man said.
(End of chapter)