Chapter 6545 (six thousand five hundred and forty-five) Chaos
The gray-hand man said: "You just want to bring up some topic and then continue the conversation, right?"
The man with brown hands said: "Yes."
"What topic can't be brought up?" Gray Hand asked, "What's so good about this topic?"
The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands: "It brings up the topic of if it can be changed, if it can be separated from the master's control, that would be great."
The gray-handed man smiled and said, "Do you think this is good enough?"
"Have you never thought about escaping from the master's control before?" The man with brown hands asked deliberately.
"Even if I wanted to, I couldn't do it, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Don't say whether you can do it or not, just say whether you want to do it or not." The brown-hand man said.
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "I just thought of this, and then I thought of something else."
"What else?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Nothing else can be done." The gray-handed man said.
"It's impossible to do anyway, so why not just think about it like this." The man with brown hands said.
"Not only can you think about it, but you can also say it." said the man with gray hands.
"This is the most comfortable thing for me." The brown-hand man said.
"'Most' comfortable for you?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yeah, it's so rare to be able to say it." The man with brown hands said.
"Then you won't be crowned the 'best', right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's all," said the brown-hand man, "I don't want to say that much."
"Are you starting to speak loosely?" the gray-handed man asked.
"This is not the beginning." The brown-hand man said, "I am not just starting to speak carelessly."
"Didn't you speak strictly before?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Just today, it was so obvious before, don't tell me you didn't notice it." The brown-handed man said.
"What if I say I didn't notice?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Then I'm going to jump to conclusions." The man with brown hands laughed. "What conclusion are you drawing?" the gray-handed man asked with a smile.
"Let's just say you are stuck in a certain pattern, very deep." The brown-handed man said.
"Oh, this?" said the gray-handed man, "you also know that you are jumping to random conclusions."
"I said I was just jumping to conclusions. Do you really think I was jumping to conclusions?" asked the man with brown hands.
"If it's not Luanxia, but you call it Luanxia, what is it called?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Can we just call it 'speaking loosely'?" the brown-hand man asked.
"That's not true." The gray-handed man said.
"Oh? Then tell me, what is this called?" the brown-handed man said.
The man with gray hands smiled at the man with brown hands and said, "This is called nonsense."
The man with brown hands said: "Okay, you can call it nonsense, just call it nonsense."
The gray-hand man asked: "You admit it like this?"
"Do I admit it? You think so too, don't you?" asked the man with brown hands.
"What if I say no?" asked the gray-hand man.
"Then I want to hear what you think." The brown-hand man said.
"Let me tell you, whether you admit it or not, I think so too." The gray-handed man said.
"I just said that if you said no, it would turn so fast." The man with brown hands said.
"After all, I can say whatever I want." The man with gray hands said, "I don't care what I said before. I can just say it now. After all, it's a trivial matter."
"You're talking nonsense too, aren't you?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Yes. If you talk nonsense, I will talk nonsense too." The gray-handed man said.
"After all, it's a trivial matter, so why are you talking nonsense?" the man with brown hands asked.
"That's right." The gray-handed man smiled.
"Do you feel relaxed now?" the brown-hand man asked.
(End of chapter)