"I just don't understand, Wu Tiejun is so talented in warfare, but why is he so bad at dealing with people?" Fei Xinyu asked perplexedly at the time.
"Who the hell are you talking to?"
Fei Gange slapped his son around in anger, yelled, "Are you so good at dealing with people? You're like an idiot every day, offending people left and right. You're nothing like me!"
Then he sighed and said, "Wu Tiejun isn't clueless, he can be adaptable when he wants to. He just doesn't want to adapt. Or rather, he hasn't encountered anyone who can make him adapt!"
"And all his attention is focused on doing only one thing."
Fei Xinyu remembered his deputy commending him, saying, "Only people like this can achieve excellence in something."
"I think I'm not that bad either."
"You are my son, of course, you are not bad, but you, you bastard, are not fit to be a leader. But Wu Tiejun, he is."
