Chapter 5216 (Five Thousand Two Hundred and Sixteen) Provocation

“I still want to explain that what you said… does make sense… I just seemed to… seemed to be wrong to say that everything said by people I can’t afford to offend makes sense.” said the man.

The Gray Hand Man understood that this was a habit this man developed from living in such an environment, and he didn’t say anything more.

“Don’t think too much, just answer my question. What happened to you next?” asked the man with gray hands.

“I just asked them if…if they…dare not to come out.” said the man.

“Still no one responds to you?” said the man with gray hands.

“Yes.” said the man.

“And then what happened?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I heard a… a voice.” said the man.

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

“I heard it vaguely, and it seemed like it was saying…that I was a ghost.” said the man.

“Were you scared when you heard that?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“At first… I was very scared.” said the man.

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

“Then I told… myself… that there was no need for me to be afraid… because I was already… not even afraid of death, so why should I… be afraid of this kind of sound?” the man said.

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

“I don’t believe it.” said the man.

“Where does the sound come from?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“It seems… it seems to be coming from the place where the light was before…” said the man.

“Do you think it was the voices of those… blue-armored men?” the gray-handed man asked. “It doesn’t sound like anything I’ve heard before.” the man said, “but I still think it is.”

“Why?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Because… because it came from there.” The man said, “And I really… can’t think of who else this voice could come from besides the man in blue armor.”

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

“I… said it.” The man said, “I think my words might… attract those people’s attention… This way… maybe someone will pay attention to me. So I said… I am… a ghost, and so are they.”

“Did they notice it?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“It didn’t cause any problem, so… I said something else.” the man said.

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

“I said again: ‘You…are cowards!'” the man said.

“Are you not afraid at all now?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“No.” The man said, “I… I’m afraid. I’ve always been afraid…”

“Didn’t you just say that you later told yourself that you didn’t need to be afraid because you were no longer afraid of death?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I told myself this… but… I was just a little less scared… it’s not like I’m not scared anymore.” The man said, “In fact… my fear has only been reduced a little bit… telling myself this… didn’t have much effect.”

“Still scared?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes.” said the man.

“When you are so scared, you still say such provocative words?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes. This… this doesn’t seem… new.” The man said, “I think… people… when they are afraid… sometimes they can say provocative words. Because… sometimes… provocation is also… also a manifestation of fear.”

(End of this chapter)