Chapter 6096 (Six Thousand and Ninety-Six) ​​Look at the Land
The brown-handed man said, “There’s no need to estimate anymore.”

“Aren’t you worried that this might be too absolute?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“What’s so absolute about this?” said the brown-handed man, “Isn’t that it?”

The Gray Hand Man said, “Actually, last time, my situation was very similar to yours. I won’t tell you about it, okay?”

The brown-handed man said, “You don’t want to say it?”

“Yes.” The Gray Hand said, “I want to say something else.”

“Then let’s talk about something else.” said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand asked, “Did he ever tell you to ‘lower your head’ when they were alone together?”

The brown-handed man said, “Yes, and every time I bow my head, he tells me that if I bow my head and reflect, I won’t make mistakes so easily.”

Gray Hand Man said, “He told me this too, but I am confused.”

The brown-handed man said, “I have one too. You go first.”

The Gray Hand Man said, “It seems that the days he told me to bow my head were the days when I didn’t anger him.”

The Brown Hand said, “You mean to say that those were the days when you didn’t do anything that would cause him to punish you?”

The Gray Hand said, “Yes, I think about it, it seems to be like this every time.”

The brown-handed man asked, “Does he want you to see him alone? Does he have anything else to tell you?”

The Gray Hand Man said, “Yes, every time there was nothing else to do, they just called me over and told me to bow my head.”

“Same as me.” said the brown-handed man.

“He would also tell me to look at the ground.” said the man with gray hands.

“Tell me too.” The brown-handed man said, “I don’t understand what you are looking at the ground for.”

The Gray Hand Man said, “It doesn’t seem to make any sense. Could it be that he did something to us?”

“You mean using magic?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

“It’s not impossible.” The Gray Hand said, “But it’s not that likely.”

“I noticed that he always showed me the floor in the same room,” said the Brown-Handed Man.

“Is it the room with the gong on the wall?” the gray-handed man asked. “Yes,” said the brown-handed man.

“Could that room contain secrets that we don’t know about?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said, “Could it be related to us?”

Gray Hand said: “I thought of this, but it doesn’t seem that similar.”

“When he told me to lower my head, look at the ground and reflect on myself, I didn’t find it unusual,” said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said, “I didn’t feel anything unusual when you told me.”

“Is he just trying to make us reflect?” asked the Brown Hand Man, “But why do we go to that room every time?”

“Where is he usually when you look down at the ground?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Right next to me.” said the man with brown hands.

“Standing or sitting?” the Gray Hand Man asked again.

“Sometimes standing, sometimes sitting, it’s not certain.” The brown-handed man said, “What did you encounter?”

“It’s similar to what you encountered.” The Gray Hand Man said, “Sometimes it’s close to me, and sometimes it’s far away from me.”

“It seems like there is no pattern to follow.” said the man with brown hands.

“Every time he asked me to look at the ground, he didn’t say anything,” said the Gray Hand Man.

“He didn’t say a word when he let me look at the ground,” said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said again: “Maybe you need some quiet time?”

The brown-handed man said, “He told me not to speak either.”

The Gray Hand Man said, “You won’t let me speak either.”

“Every time I go out from there, I don’t feel anything unusual,” said the brown-handed man.

“Neither do I. Sometimes I think about it on purpose, but I don’t realize it.” said the man with gray hands.

(End of this chapter)