Aylin didn't pay any attention to him. She gestured for the housekeeper to bring her the computer. With a calm expression, she turned it on, inserted the disk, typed in the code, and completed the task smoothly.
As she deftly maneuvered her slender, fair fingers across the screen, rows of code swiftly changed, making her look every bit the professional hacker.
The faint blue glow on the screen illuminated her skin, making it as white as jade.
Waylon's mouth was wide open in shock, as if he could fit a tea egg inside.
"Aylin, you..."
"Quiet!"
Waylon fell silent.
He may not be a hacker, but he can understand a bit. He can tell that Aylin's skill level and reaction awareness are definitely at the expert level!
No wonder she was able to accurately recount his life story just now.
Waylon was still wondering, who exactly had accidentally leaked the information, even the name of the training camp was known by others.