Chapter 5400 (Five Thousand Four Hundred) Later
The Gray Hand said: "Did you understand what he meant at that time?"
"Didn't quite get it," the man replied.
The man with gray hands asked again: "Did you ask him?"
"I didn't dare to ask," the man said, "but he took the initiative to ask me."
"What do I ask you for?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He asked me...do you know why I asked him what he regretted, and he would think that I was just superficial in his self-examination." The person said.
"Did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Answered." The man said, "I said... I don't know."
The gray-hand man asked: "How did he react?"
"He seemed very angry." The man said, "Tell me...if I wasn't superficially self-reflective, I wouldn't know what I regretted."
"Do you think what he said makes sense?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I didn't know what was going on at the time." The man said, "I didn't think much... about whether what he said made sense."
The man with gray hands asked again: "Didn't you say anything else?"
"I said it. Just tell him... I just don't know what he was asking about at that moment." The man said.
The gray-handed man said: "You really don't know?"
The man said: "When I said this sentence... I almost knew it."
The man with gray hands said: "Then tell him what you think of quickly?"
"Before I had a chance to tell him, he... told me... It was so clear what I had experienced before, but I still want to ask," the man said.
The gray-hand man asked: "Is what you thought of before and what he said the same thing?"
"Yes." The man said, "It's exactly the same thing. I just... thought of it a little later."
The gray-handed man said: "Have you spoken at this time?"
The man said: "I still haven't said anything. I wanted to say something, but... seeing how angry he looked, I didn't dare to say it."
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man. "He told me that he even reached this point, but I didn't say it out quickly. It's obvious that I just can't think of it," the man said.
"How are you doing now?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I quickly told him...it's not like that." The man said.
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He asked me what I was not like." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "Did you answer?"
"I said... it's not what he thought." The man said, "I said before that when I said I just didn't know what he was asking about, I had... almost thought of it."
The gray-hand man said: "Does he believe it?"
"It's not like he believed it. He asked me why I didn't tell him immediately when I had thought of it." The man said.
"Did you answer him?" the man with gray hands asked.
"I said...at that time, I...seeing the atmosphere...didn't dare to speak out," the man said.
The gray-hand man said: "Does he believe it now?"
"It's not like you believe it." The man said, "He said... I don't even dare to ask what I regret about something, so what else do I dare not to do."
The gray-handed man said: "Have you explained it?"
"I...don't know how to explain it," the man said, "I just told him...it's different."
"What happened next?" the gray-handed man asked.
"He asked me why it was different." The man said.
"Did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man said: "I said... the situation was just different at that time, and... nothing else."
(End of chapter)