Master's Little Girl Has Grown Up

The man in a red suit was sitting on a black leather sofa.    

His ink-hair was slightly long, and his facial features were exquisite and profound, making him look like a perfect piece of art.    

He sat there like a vixen, giving off a demonic charm. At the same time, he gave off a deterrent force that no one could look down on.    

Beiming Yue lazily lifted his eyelids and looked at Murong Jing who was standing not far away. He slowly said, "How is it? Have you thought about it?"    

Murong Jing held her phone and looked at Beiming Yue with a troubled look. She carefully said, "Sect Master, Shi Qian really does not have time. This subordinate really cannot think of a way to call her out."    

Beiming Yue looked at her from the corner of his eye and his tone was somewhat cold. "You mean that after such a long time, you still can't think of a way!"    

Murong Jing's back turned cold and she really had no other choice. She immediately said, "How about... We go to Imperial University to find her? She should go to school tomorrow!"    

Beiming Yue said sternly," You said to let our sect leader go by himself! "    

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Murong Jing's small face and she softly said," Didn't you want to poach people? Wouldn't it be more sincere to go personally? "    

Beiming Yue said, "You dare to say it again!"    

Murong Jing,... ""    

Looking at the unhappy face of Beiming Yue, Murong Jing immediately said, "Subordinate dare not. Subordinate will continue to think of a way."    

Beiming Yue suddenly stood up, his tall and slender figure walked in front of Murong Jing and slowly opened his mouth, "Murong Jing, I don't care what method you use!    

This sect head must see Shi Qian tomorrow. If you cannot do it, break your legs or be confined for half a year. You choose!"    

... "" Murong Jing lowered her head, and said, "Yes..."    

Beiming Yue said, "Let's go out."    

"This subordinate will retire." Murong Jing turned around and walked out of the office.    

She left the office.    

Murong Jing had a worried look on her face. She took out her phone to take a look and continued to call Shi Qian. It was definitely impossible to call her out.    

Shi Qian that lass was very smart. She must have guessed that she wanted to meet the Sect Chief and definitely would not come out to see her.    

Just as Murong Jing was feeling melancholy, her phone suddenly rang. It was a call from one of her subordinates.    

She immediately picked up the phone and asked, "What is it?"    

The subordinate said, "Boss, someone hacked into our headquarters' database and seemed to have stolen important information."    

"What!" Murong Jing frowned, saying, "Blacklisted into our headquarters' database, who is tired of living so boldly! Have you found out who it is?"    

The subordinate said, "And... No! The other party has hidden himself very well. I'm afraid you'll have to personally take action, boss! "    

" I understand. " After hanging up the phone, Murong Jing immediately returned to her office and turned on the computer to check the situation.    

There was actually someone on the network of the Black North Net Sect at this time. Could it be that they had grasped Lord's whereabouts and knew that he was not in the North Net Sect?    

Murong Jing's fingers quickly tapped on the keyboard. Although she did not find the other party's IP address, seeing the familiar operation method, she immediately said, "F * ck!"    

This was the operation method of the Hacker Legion.    

It should be Shi Qian and Gui Mo!    

Murong Jing immediately picked up her phone and opened their special chat group. She opened the video call. "Qian, Gui Mo, what are the two of you doing?! You actually dare to hack our North Net Sect headquarters!"    

At this moment, Shi Qian was staying in her room.    

She was lying on the sofa, holding her phone and looking at Murong Jing, she said, "Sorry, Sister Jing. I also wanted to prevent the unexpected from happening, so I had to strike first to gain the upper hand."