"Young Master Ji, you should be glad that this system wasn't created by that person from the Red Alliance but by their main member, Slim Waist Control. Otherwise, even if you strangle me to death today, I won't be able to crack it."
Silence.
Bird's Nest Head didn't want to talk to him anymore. There was no expression on his face, but his eyes flashed with excitement as he continued deciphering.
This kind of competition between top hackers excited him to no end.
Even if Ji Nan didn't rush him, he would still try his best to see how long it would take to decipher Slim Waist Control's defense system.
…
On the other side.
Feng Yu could no longer sit still.
He found Simon and the others again and said with a serious expression, "It's been more than two hours, and there's still no news from Mingshui Mansion. President Simon, can we officially talk about stopping this event now?"
Simon was also waiting for news.