Chapter 4592 (Four Thousand Five Hundred and Ninety-Two)

The Gray Hand asked, “What did you say?”

“I say, if my father really only smiles like that at five people, then… then when my father smiled like that at the other four people, he must… must have seen it.” said the man.

“Did he refute what you said?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Refuted.” The man said, “He said that no one else had seen it. He also said… that was his special way of communicating with the five people, and he would not do that in front of others… Even though that person was a relative of his, he would… not do that in front of that person.”

The Gray Hand asked again: “Do you believe what he said?”

“Of course he didn’t believe it.” The man said, “I said ‘he must have seen it’, and that ‘he’ was my relative…but he seemed to think I was talking about someone else.”

“Did you say anything to him?” asked the Gray Hand.

“He said it.” The man said, “I said, he actually said something about a special way of communication… This kind of talk sounds… fake, even the fabrication doesn’t sound real.”

The Gray Hand said, “What about him?”

“He actually asked me what he should say so that I would believe it.” said the man.

The Gray Hand Man asked, “You just said that in the language of that world, right?”

“Yes.” said the man.

The Gray Hand Man said: “What’s your next sentence? Not using the language of that world?” The reason for asking this is that the Gray Hand Man guessed that “No matter what you say, it’s useless!” was probably said after this.

The man thought to himself: He really knows! He is deliberately asking me if I am telling the truth.

He quickly said, “Yes.”

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

“I told him… I told him that no matter what he said, it was useless.” said the man.

The Gray Hands man felt that the other party must have told him the truth, and the Brown Hands man also felt that as long as the man remembered it correctly, he should not have lied to them. “What about him?” The Gray Hands man continued to ask.

“He said he was telling me the truth, but I thought he was…he was lying to me,” said the man.

“What happens next?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Then I told him…said…he couldn’t fool me,” the man replied.

“What was his expression when he heard this?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“He was still smiling, and this smile was different…different from all his previous smiles…” the man replied.

The Gray Hand Man asked, “How is it different?”

“His smile at this moment was very complicated… as if… as if there was more than one emotion… I… I can’t explain it clearly.” said the man.

“Didn’t he say anything?” asked the Gray Hand.

“Yes.” The man said, “He said that some things had been clearly said by him, and he had said them very… clearly, but… the listeners still didn’t understand… I don’t know if he was pretending not to understand, or… or he really didn’t understand.”

“After hearing this, did you feel shaken?” the man with gray hands asked again.

“I can’t remember clearly whether I was… shaken.” The man said, “But I still can’t believe that he is my father, because… because he looks just like my relative!”

“What did you tell him?” asked the Gray Hand.

The man said, “He said I don’t know… I said… I see it very clearly.”

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

(End of this chapter)