"You're thinking about this the wrong way," Fang Zhen said, shaking his head.
"The wrong way?" Matthew was taken aback. Dalia looked over as well.
"If you don't act, you'll always find excuses. If you do act, all you'll think of are solutions," Fang Zhen said. "Stop thinking of all the reasons why it's impossible. I'm making the call on this. It's settled."
"We are going to take Count Henry's territory—at least part of it. That much is certain. Now is not the time to look for excuses. It's time to put your clever minds to work and figure out what conditions we need to make this happen, what aid we can find, and how we can pull it off without too much fallout."
In a sense, words carry power.
Or rather, asking the right questions leads to a different way of thinking, and that thinking brings results.
For a moment, neither Dalia nor Matthew felt there was anything wrong with Fang Zhen taking charge.
Every group needs a leader, and that leader is usually the strongest one.
