Feng Qing lowered her head and circled her two fingers around her chest, looking like a primary school student who had made a mistake and was being scolded. It was no wonder that Han Jintian was angry. Anyone would be crazy from anger if they were beaten up for no reason. Moreover, she was indeed the one who hit the wrong person before she knew it. Now, she could only accept being scolded.
"I hit the wrong person. It's my fault. Why don't you apply this ointment…" As she spoke, Feng Qing took out a small green bottle from her chest and looked weak.
"Take your crappy thing aside!" Han Jintian roared and slapped the little green bottle Feng Qing handed over. "Then how did you hack the surveillance system of the Feiyun Clubhouse? You even remotely deleted all the surveillance video inside. You're a talent!"
Feng Qing's voice turned cold as she watched the little green bottle that was sent flying. "I found a hacker on the Internet to do it."
