Face Slapping Killed

Shen Dian said nothing more, lifted his head to glance at the big screen, and then announced, "Let's begin."

Gu Xiang didn't rush to attack Wen Xin's computer. Instead, she called up the code page and added another layer of code on her firewall, strengthening her defenses.

While she was busy with this, there was no sign of activity on her firewall. Curious, she turned to look at Wen Xin, who hadn't made any move to attack.

Wen Xin was leisurely tapping on the keyboard with one hand, her other hand resting carelessly on the table, her long, beautiful fingers moving effortlessly. She seemed indifferent, or perhaps genuinely clueless...

Gu Xiang couldn't figure out what Wen Xin was doing, but out of respect for her own craft, she didn't let her guard down. She wanted to impress everyone with her skills and secure her spot at Tianye Technology.