Mao is a strange man whose personality is like the Tao, sometimes In sometime Young; he has a soft-as-cotton outer layer, but at the same time has sharp needles hiding inside... I do not think he could achieve anything, at the end he will be crushed inside my palm.

Diary entry (陰陽怪氣,綿裏藏針....吾料其不能成事,終難逃余之一握也)