Chapter 4971 (Four Thousand Nine Hundred and Seventy-One) Let’s Talk
The gray-handed man said: "Why are you so nervous? No need to be like this, relax, it's okay, this isn't supposed to be a chat."
The gray-handed man suppressed his annoyance again and spoke in a tone that made the other party less likely to sound afraid.
"As long as you want to know, I...I will be nervous." The man said.
The gray-hand man didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so strong, and asked: "Do you have any difficulties?"
"Yes, I...I want to live." The man said.
"Could it be that if you answer my question, you won't be able to live?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Yes." The man said, "I... I can't take the initiative to tell others about this no matter what."
"Then just tell others passively. It won't affect you, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Ah? I don't know...I don't know..." the man said, "I don't want to say it."
"Are you threatened by that spellcaster?" the gray-handed man asked.
"No." The person said, "That person's attitude towards me...is quite...pretty good...and he's never...threatened me."
The man with gray hands asked: "Then why are you so worried?"
"Before he cast the spell on me, we...we all agreed on the terms." The man said.
"What conditions?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Specifically...there are some things that I...I really don't dare to say casually." The person said.
"Will even saying this affect your survival?" the gray-handed man asked. "This doesn't necessarily affect my survival...it's just...it's not good for me..." the man said, "As for how bad it is, it all depends on when, where and who I say it to. "
"Don't you think you can say it at this time and place?" the gray-handed man asked.
"To be honest... I... don't even know what time it is... where... this is." The man said.
"Then do you think it's okay to tell me?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I don't even know the time and place... no matter who it is... that... I won't tell it." The man said, "That kind of influence... is... although it may not necessarily cause me to lose my life, but ...But if the impact is serious, I can’t rule out this possibility... Then I can’t ignore it.”
The gray-handed man asked again: "Did you just say it verbally when you agreed on the terms?"
"It's not that simple." The man said, "At that time... he actually also used a spell."
"Did I cast a spell on you?" the gray-hand man asked.
"He didn't cast a spell on me." The man said, "But... we are... we negotiated the terms under the condition that he used that kind of spell... As long as he used that kind of spell... then what we said before It will take effect. If any party violates...what was agreed at that time...then...then there will be corresponding consequences."
The gray-hand man said: "Are you going to never speak of his sect for the rest of your life?"
"Yes. I will never... say it in my whole life," the man said.
"What if someone threatens you?" the gray-hand man asked.
When the man heard what the gray-hand man said, he seemed even more nervous. It felt like the gray-hand man was trying to test his words before threatening him.
"You...you don't want to threaten me to reveal his sect, do you?" the gray-handed man asked.
(End of chapter)