The old father's command left Qin Feng feeling perplexed, a bitterness gradually entwining his heart. He lifted his head and gently glanced at Qin Dingshan, his eyes filled with words he wanted to say but couldn't.
"Dad..." he began, but didn't know where to start.
Qin Dingshan's least favorite thing was his second son's helpless and incompetent demeanor. Back when Qin Laoda was alive, although he was known for his womanizing ways, he was decisive in handling affairs and work. But Qin Laoer, Qin Feng, seemed to have inherited someone else's temperament, having always been unable to articulate a single meaningful word since childhood.
This too was why Qin Dingshan wasn't very fond of Qin Feng. Such a son, not to mention conquering new territories, would find it challenging even to maintain the family estate.
