"Commander, I have a small, immature suggestion."
"Speak, there's no need to hem and haw."
Monger revealed a smile, "Then I'll just say it, I think you're too domineering, aloof, and reserved. Your personality is too dull, and it's not endearing to women. If this continues, Lady will not be able to bear it. And you lack a sense of liveliness; your home doesn't have the feel of a lived-in place..."
Fu Xing's face darkened; no one had ever criticized him like this before.
"Am I really that terrible?"
Monger hesitated for a moment then boldly asked, "Commander, do you insist on taking Lady back and forth to school? Oh sorry, I forgot, as your adjutant I'm the one who knows your schedule best. The facts show that you only took her to school when it started and irresponsibly handed her off to me halfway to go deal with the principal. Other than that, it's been few and far between; I can count them on one hand."
Fu Xing gritted his teeth, "Anything else?"
