Chapter 4588 Denial

“You must have denied it at the time?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes. I denied it at the time and just said…he never saved me at all.” said the man.

“What did he say after hearing that?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“He smiled and said to me, asking me…as to why I forgot so quickly.” the man replied.

“What did you say after hearing this?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

The man replied: “I just said that he never saved me at all.”

“Where is he?” the Gray Hand Man asked again.

“He said that he asked me if I had forgotten just to give me… to give me a way out. He knew I would not forget, would not forget the person who saved me, but… but now I am unwilling to admit the fact for the sake of my face.” said the man.

Gray Hands said, “Did you say anything immediately after you heard it?”

“I did.” The man said, “I told him…the person who saved me…was my father.”

“What did he say?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“He said that he was the one who saved me, and asked me why I refused to admit that he was my father.” said the man.

“What about you?” the Gray Hand Man asked again.

“I told him directly that…it wasn’t…him at all,” the man replied.

The Gray Hand asked again: “What did he say after hearing it?”

“He said that the person standing in front of me now is my father, but I… don’t recognize him.” said the man.

“Did you believe it after hearing it?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I…I can’t believe it,” the man replied.

“Why?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Because he… he’s a blue-armored man.” The man said. “Is that all?” asked the gray-handed man.

“This reason is enough.” The man said, “My father is not a blue-armored man… He can’t possibly look like my relative. Besides…”

“What else?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Besides, that relative was… was killed by me… If… If I admit that he is my father, then… wouldn’t it mean that I killed my father?” said the man.

The Gray Hand said, “You don’t want to believe this, do you?”

“Because it’s not, so…so naturally I don’t want to believe it.” The man replied.

“What if it is?” Gray Hand asked, “Would you be willing to believe it?”

The man was stunned for a moment, then said, “This… this has no ifs, no ifs… definitely not.”

The Gray Hand asked, “Are you so sure?”

“Sure!” the man said, “My father has also killed blue-armored men. It can’t be a blue-armored man. Otherwise it would be too… too shameful.”

“You mean, if your father was a blue-armored man, you would think he was shameful?” asked the gray-handed man.

“Because he is not, because he is from Tiecang, so… so…” said the man.

“So you are glad that your father is not a blue-armored man?” asked the man with gray hands.

“I…my father was not one, and neither am I. Actually…this is fate…there’s nothing worth saying.” The man replied.

“Suppose… I mean suppose, suppose your father is a blue-armored man, and you are the child of a blue-armored man, would you feel ashamed of your father? Would you feel ashamed of yourself?” asked the man with gray hands.

The man thought for a moment and said, “It would be better to just die.”

“Who?” the Gray Hand asked, “Who do you think would be better off dead?”

“Me.” The man said, “I’m talking about myself… not my father.”

(End of this chapter)