Chapter 4869 (Four Thousand Eight Hundred and Sixty Nine) Angry Yuan
“How do you feel when you hear this?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I just… feel something is wrong.” The man said, “It seems… it seems that something has happened that is very unfavorable to me.”

The Gray Hand asked, “Why do you feel it’s against you?”

“The way he spoke sounded… like he had succeeded.” The man said, “If he hadn’t succeeded, it would have been… a different situation.”

“At that time, you still couldn’t see the mixed bag, right?” asked the man with gray hands.

“Yes, I can’t see it.” the man replied.

The Gray Hand asked again, “Do you believe what he said about the wings growing on the mixed bag?”

“I… believe it in my heart.” said the man.

“Don’t you believe it on the surface?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes.” said the man.

“How did you react?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I just sneered.” said the man.

“Are you afraid inside when you sneer?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Scared.” said the man.

“Are you worried that your smile isn’t natural?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I guess it’s indeed unnatural,” the man said.

“Do you think the other party has figured it out?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

The man said: “The other party… must have seen it.”

“How do you know?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“He…he said…that I was so scared inside, but I still pretended in front of him, and asked me if it was necessary.” The man said. “Did you answer him?” asked the gray-handed man.

“No answer.” The man said, “That’s why I… I ignored him.”

The Gray Hand asked again: “Where is he?”

“He just continued to talk to me…regardless of whether I wanted to listen or not,” the man said.

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

“He said… after the four wings grew on that sac… he knew that if he tricked me into saying something, the four wings would absorb the ‘anger’ in my words, and when he attacked me, I would suffer even more… although doing so would delay the time… but… he thought it was worth it, because… it would be fun to see me suffer even more. He also said… it was a pity… the pain I brought to the blue-armored people when I abused them before could not be made up by the pain I suffered now. Despite this, he would… try his best.”

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

“I… believe it.” said the man.

“Are you also afraid that what he said is true?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Scared.” The man said, “As he talked, I became more and more scared.”

The Gray Hand asked, “Did you talk to him?”

“No,” the man said. “After hearing what he said… I feel even more speechless. Besides the fact that I, a Tiecang man, will not do what a blue-armored man like him says, I also feel… I feel that if I say anything, then… then it might just add more anger to his damn wings.”

The Gray Hand asked, “Did you know at that time which words would increase the anger energy in the four wings of the Mixed Bag?”

“I guess he told me to say those harsh words… and he told me right away,” the man said.

“Did you guess right?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“That’s right,” the man said, “but he also mentioned that some of the other things I said… would also work on the Wings of the Mixed Bag.”

(End of this chapter)