"Is it that you can't fix it, or that no one can fix it?" Ling Tian'ao snorted coldly.
"This... there are very few who can fix it successfully! Probably have to go to America to consult an expert!" The programmer said with trepidation.
An expert? Some little girl had stolen all of his data, and the talent he cultivated couldn't even beat her!
"Can't trace the other party's IP address?!" This girl, daring to steal his stuff, has she not had enough of prison's taste!
"Young Master! The other party was clever in hiding their IP address, they even wiped all traces! There's no way to track it! It must be a master at work!" The programmer said.
"So you're just useless!" Ling Tian'ao kicked him away, "Get out!"
The programmer immediately stumbled and ran out.
"I told you to get out!!"
"Yes! Yes, Young Master..." The programmer immediately lay on the ground and rolled his way out.
