Naylor Bill gave a faint smile and said, "Although these two bottles of wine are quite precious, they still cannot compare to the many years of friendship between my grandfather and Grandpa Phil. I need to prepare for the competition, so I won't disturb you any longer." Rose Phil nodded and said, "Then you should prepare well, and I will arrange the most favorable schedules for you."
A glint flashed in Naylor Bill's eyes as he left Rose Phil's office. Once outside, the smile on his face instantly vanished. He coldly said, "Ah San."
A shadow flickered, and a man appeared beside him, "Young Master, what are your orders?"
