Faced with Ethan Smith's question, Mike Taylor had naturally anticipated it.
Thus, he prepared his response as if it had been premeditated.
"I don't know much about your father, but I do know that he is a man of great stature," said Mike Taylor.
"A man of great stature?" Ethan Smith looked at Mike Taylor.
"Could he possibly be even more formidable than the Taylor family?"
Mike Taylor smiled bitterly, "The Taylor family is insignificant in his eyes."
"To him, wealth is trivial. Let alone our petty Taylor family, with his power, he can negotiate with a country."
Ethan Smith had to take a deep breath.
How powerful must one be to negotiate with a country as an individual?
"Being his son, I believe you have no less potential," Mike Taylor said.
"By then, let alone the little Capital City Martial Arts Association, even the official body will have to give you face."
This level of power seemed too unattainable to Ethan Smith. Even a Martial Saint couldn't achieve it.
