Yan Ting stood up with a smile, lightly patted his shoulder, and winked at him playfully, "Professor Michael, today is a big day for our restaurant's grand opening, and there are many honored guests waiting for me to greet them. Let's shelve these matters for today. Come on! I invite you to join me downstairs and savor the delectable dishes of our restaurant. I guarantee you'll want to eat more!"
Professor Michael didn't receive a direct answer from Yan Ting, his face bitter and speechless.
The thought of not resolving this matter and having to report back to the ruthless and terrifying Warren made his stomach churn. Even if were served the most exquisite meat from Heaven, he wouldn't have an appetite.
But the power in this situation was in Yan Ting's hands.
Besides following Yan Ting's intentions, what else could he do?
