Chapter 4812 (Four Thousand Eight Hundred and Twelve) Pure
"Did you tell him your thoughts directly?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes, I told him directly..." the man replied.
The man with gray hands asked, "What happened to him after hearing this?"
"He smiled... and said... if I guessed it, and... said it... it would not mean anything else except that it means I am even more stupid." The man said.
"What did you say?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said...it turns out that he doesn't fully understand what I'm thinking." The man said.
"Do you really think so?" the gray-handed man asked.
"No." The man said, "I think... he clearly knew why I... would say it even though I knew it... He said this... purely to... laugh at me."
The man with gray hands asked: "At this time... you don't fully understand what you are thinking. Are you already... not so afraid of him anymore?"
"Yes." The man said, "My courage... seems to be much greater than before..."
"Did you ever think about... what this might have to do with?" the man said.
"I didn't think about it at the time," the man said.
"What now?" The man with gray hands asked, "Can you think of what it is related to now?"
"I think... it may have something to do with that... that Fen sac." The man said, "He said at that time... that he would make me a... person who refuses to give in... I can feel... that I am already gradually Change in that direction.”
"How did he react after you said what you just said?" The man with gray hands asked.
"He...he said...can I guess what he is thinking...he knows it very well." The man said, "and...sometimes...even if he knows something...he can still act like he's not..." So clear..." "What do you think he means?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I felt at the time...he...his words confirmed what I thought was right." The man said, "He just wanted to ridicule me...so he knew it but deliberately pretended not to know."
"Did you say anything to him at this time?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I told him," the man replied, "I told him...what I...wanted to do...was my decision...even if I knew it and said it...it doesn't mean I'm stupid."
"Are you not afraid of him now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man said, "Suddenly I wanted to tell... him like this."
"What did he say?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He laughed again and told me... At this point, I still... still naively thought that I could... control my own destiny," the man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "Did you say anything after hearing this?"
"I said...thinking that you can control your destiny...is not naive...not at any time." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked, "What did he say?"
"He said...well...it seems...it seems that the effect of what he used is very obvious." The man said, "He also said...he just wanted to make me unwilling to give in, and then...then let I know better... how painful it is... for a person who doesn't give in... when he can't control his own destiny."
The gray-handed man said: "What about you, what did you say again?"
"I told him...he brought the pain, and it has nothing to do with whether I surrender or not," the man said.
(End of chapter)