People in Business Think Differently

"Cousin, do you really know when Wang Fugui will die?"

"People can come to harm in all sorts of ways. Accidents strike without warning, so how could I know when he'll die? Even if he escapes accidents and dies peacefully of old age, I don't have Yao Yuanguang's ability to calculate a person's allotted lifespan!"

"I heard you say..."

"What I said to Wang Fugui was, 'I can't tell you when you'll die.' I never said I knew when he'd die!"

After they returned to the inn at nightfall, Zhang Xuezhou answered some questions Rong Tianding had.

He didn't play mysterious games with his own family.

It was a simple matter: he had merely used the Person-Reading Technique to glimpse Wang Fugui's past memories, then used his words to create a misunderstanding.

Even Rong Tianding had been misled into thinking Wang Fugui might die in the near future.

"Cousin, you told the truth, but he understood it to mean something else," Rong Tianding said.

"I said what I said. How he understood it was his own business," Zhang Xuezhou said with a nod.

"Now I understand!"

The more Rong Tianding accompanied Zhang Xuezhou, the more he learned, including how to deal with people.

It was undoubtedly a way with words, and not even a particularly likable one.

But anyone who wanted to survive in this world needed that ability.

Zhang Xuezhou had wandered from place to place over the years and had faced no shortage of mighty, highly accomplished cultivators. His own strength was meager, and if not for his gift of the gab, he would have died long ago.

Whether to learn how to use words to survive in society or struggle to adapt with a clumsy tongue-anyone who wasn't a fool knew which to choose.

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