Michael cast him a sidelong glance and admonished, "Enough with the circumlocution. If you have something to say, speak plainly. Stop skirting the issue."

Raymond nodded emphatically.

“Our Wilson family has maintained longstanding ties with the martial arts world, right? So, why not explore a method to fortify these connections? Perhaps by forging martial arts alliances through marriage?"

Who exactly was Michael? Throughout his life, he had possessed a keen insight, particularly when it came to his most ineffectual son. He could understand Raymond Like an open book.

"Oh, you're suggesting a marriage alliance?" Michael inquired.