Chapter 7161
Part 2
Chapter 7161 (Seven Thousand One Hundred and Sixty-One) Part 2
"You're asking me this?" the brown-handed man chuckled.
The gray-handed man continued, "It's not necessarily true that it has to be exactly as I say it."
“That’s not necessarily true,” the brown-handed man laughed.
The gray-handed man said, "Then why did you say that?"
The brown-handed man laughed and said, "You say that..."
Before Grayhand could finish speaking, Grayhand laughed and said, "How did it become 'me' again? Does it mean you have to do the same thing as me? That doesn't make sense."
The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Why don't you let me finish?"
The gray-handed man said, "Didn't you finish what you were saying?"
“Yes,” said the brown-handed man.
“You said to me, ‘You said that,’” said the Grey-Handed Man.
"Did you think that by telling me everything, I was just saying it because you said it?" the brown-handed man asked playfully.
“Actually, I don’t entirely think so. But I do think it’s possible, and quite possible.” Grayhand said. “Oh, let me think about it.”
"What are you thinking about?" the brown-handed man asked.
"Let's think about whether we should be more precise," said the gray-handed man.
"Still so cautious," the brown-handed man chuckled.
“On one hand, it’s a matter of habit; on the other hand, what I’ve been talking about just now is ‘imitation’ and ‘copying.’ It’s all about which is more suitable, so this time I’m going to find more suitable words to say,” said the brown-handed man.
"Wasn't the search enough just now? Do you need to search again?" the gray-handed man asked.
“Yes, this time I think that being more accurate is more suitable, so I’ve been looking for it,” said the brown-handed man.
"Did you find it?" the gray-handed man asked.
“I told you I’d think about it,” said the brown-handed man.
“Oh, I need to give you time, right?” the gray-handed man asked.
“Yes,” the brown-handed man laughed. “How long?” the gray-handed man asked.
"That's enough for me to think about," said the brown-handed man.
"How do we calculate this 'one'?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's good enough," said the brown-handed man.
"How am I supposed to know when it's about right?" Grayhand asked.
“I’ll tell you,” said the brown-handed man. “I’ll tell you once I’ve made up my mind, okay?”
“Okay. Now think about it,” said the gray-handed man.
The brown-handed man smiled.
The Grayhands were prepared to wait for the Brownhands to think it over.
The brown-handed man said, "I've figured it out."
"Is this really 'just a whim'?" the gray-handed man asked.
"What's wrong? Are you thinking too slowly? Is it taking too long?" the brown-handed man asked.
"Obviously not. You're thinking too fast, the time is too short. In my opinion, it's only 'half a minute'," the gray-handed man joked.
The brown-handed man said, "That's good. Luckily you think it's 'half a hit'. If you thought it was 'ten hits', it would be a different story."
The gray-handed man laughed, "Even if I think you thought about it 'ten times,' it's still pretty good. I'd prefer someone like you."
The brown-handed man said, "Then isn't this 'half' too short? It doesn't seem quite sufficient."
"What's the problem?" the gray-handed man asked. "Do you think you haven't thought it through enough?"
The brown-handed man laughed and said, "That's not it."
"Then why did you say it wasn't sufficient?" Grayhand asked.
“I was wondering if you think I haven’t thought things through thoroughly enough,” the brown-handed man laughed.
“Do I think this is just my personal opinion?” Grayhand said. “There’s no need to consider that.”