Chapter 4803 (Four Thousand Eight Hundred and Three) Trigger
"You said something again. Did those fingers change during this process?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I don't see any obvious changes...but whether there are actually...I can't tell," the man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "He said those duplicitous words...after that...what did you say?"
"I just told him...if he insists on thinking that way...I can't help it." The man said.
"Did he say something?" the gray-hand man asked.
"He said...he said...of course I can't do anything to him, but...but he can do something to me." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "Are you afraid now?"
"Afraid." The man said.
"He didn't say anything?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Nothing said." The man said.
"What happened to that man?" asked the man with gray hands.
"The man said that even though I admitted that he was my father...but...he would not let me go." The man said.
"What did you say?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said...I didn't admit that he was my father." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked, "Where is he?"
"He...he actually told me...of course he knew that was not what I was thinking...I actually took it seriously, and then...then laughed at me...he said...he said I was stupid," the man said.
"You still haven't spoken?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Still didn't say anything." The man said, "At this time, although I already feel... that even if I don't say the name of that thing, he won't let me go, but... but I... still think it's better to say less. ”
The gray-handed man asked: "What happens next?"
"Then...he said...just said...let me tell you the name of the thing I was thinking about before." The man replied. "Did you just say that?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I saw those...those silver knives turned into fingers under his control...then...that's it." The man said, "I told him...what I thought before...there were four The thing inside is... what he calls the attack bag. "
"How did he react after you said it?" the gray-handed man asked.
"He said...I'm right, that...that's a siege." The man said, "And he said...I just love to compete with him. It's easy to say a name, but I refuse to say it... …Then he asked me why I didn’t say it quickly before.”
"Did you answer him?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I just told him...he knew what I was thinking, and there was no need for me to tell him." The man said.
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He said... these are two different things." The man said, "Whether he said he knew what I was thinking is one thing, but... whether I truthfully told him what I... was thinking was... …That’s another story.”
The man with gray hands asked: "After he said this, did you say anything?"
"I didn't say anything." The man said.
"How is he?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He just asked me...why I still haven't answered his question yet." The man said.
"Did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I answered." The man said.
"What did you tell him?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I said I answered... and also said... because I was worried that what I said would trigger something." The man said, "I never... didn't tell him the name of the attacker directly before."
(End of chapter)