However, Kyle Keaton didn’t know that July Quinn had long since deleted the software and never saw his ssage at all.
At this mont, while working at the Wisteria TV Headquarters, July Quinn was inford that a gold-haired, blue-eyed young man was waiting for her in the reception room.
"Gold-haired and blue-eyed?"
July Quinn frowned slightly; could it be soone from Aethelgard looking for her?
But didn’t Liam Monroe say that her whereabouts hadn’t been disclosed to the public?
"Yes, the person said if he doesn’t see you, he won’t leave Wisteria TV."
The receptionist was also at her wit’s end and could only report the matter to July Quinn.
"Okay, I’ll go over."
July Quinn hesitated for a mont and then got up to go to the reception room.
A few minutes later, July Quinn saw the young man.
At that ti, he was sitting in front of the long table in the reception room, his upper body bathed in the sunlight streaming in from the window.
His golden hair was even more dazzling in the charming sunlight.
His pale skin was nearly transparent, most of his face covered by large-frad glasses, but the rough contours of his handso features could still be faintly seen.
"You’re looking for ?"
July Quinn stepped forward.
The young man imdiately took off his black-frad glasses, revealing his entirely captivating and deep-set face.
But July Quinn’s gaze didn’t linger on this handso foreign face for more than a few seconds.
Because she realized she didn’t know this person at all.
So why was he looking for her?
And not leaving until he sees her, like so clingy adhesive?
While July Quinn was filled with these questions, the young man exclaid excitedly, "Lord Muck!"
July Quinn: "..."
This guy must be an idiot.
So she imdiately turned to leave the reception room to find security to remove this fool.
But before she could take two steps, the emotionally excited young man blocked her path again, looking up at her with an expression of worship.
"Lord Muck! Please accept my bow..."
Before eting July Quinn, Ollie had carefully studied her profile.
The information showed that July Quinn was born in Aphelion, so he thoroughly researched Aphelion’s customs.
It is said that to express respect and admiration, one must kneel and bow.
So, Ollie knelt down with a thud and kowtowed several tis.
July Quinn was bewildered.
This guy is sick, and it’s not a mild case.
She even considered contacting a ntal health rehabilitation center.
But Ollie seed to sense her discomfort, quickly got up, and pulled a tablet from his backpack, showing the Muck virus image he had downloaded from the internet.
This tablet was sothing Ollie just bought today; it’s the only device not yet ruined.
No choice, Lord Muck was just too rampant.
As she had said before, now every computer Ollie used was dood.
Whenever he logged into an account he’d previously used, regardless of the firewall he had set up, the computer would crash within minutes.
So with the computer he bought today, he didn’t dare to log in with his information, thus preserving this device.
As July Quinn saw the young man proudly showing off the Muck virus image, she finally understood why he was looking for her.
"Ollie?"
She recalled the information the Muck virus returned when she planted it during a docunt theft.
The young man whose system was infected with her Muck virus was nad Ollie.
He was the youngest mber of the Brian Family, the second most powerful of the four major families in Aethelgard, and was much adored.
But Ollie didn’t like managent, so he refused the family’s aristocratic educational arrangents and went to study in Aphelion instead.
Over the years, Ollie beca the third-ranked hacker on the COX list.
"Yes, yes, yes! I’m Ollie Brian. Lord Muck, I’m your loyal fan. I never expected to spar with you this ti; it’s a blessing cultivated over three lifetis."
Hearing July Quinn directly call out his na, even though they had never t, Ollie beca increasingly certain she was the Lord Muck he was looking for.
"My admiration for you is like a river flowing endlessly. Rest assured, even if I know you’re Lord Muck, I will never betray you. If you don’t mind my age and lack of accomplishnts, please accept as your disciple; I will surely..."
July Quinn listened to this gold-haired, blue-eyed young man, who was better at using four-character Chinese idioms than she, soone born in Aphelion...
She felt deeply guilty and secretly resolved to master this profound language within a year.
"Ollie, I currently have no plans to take on a disciple."
Once Ollie finished his long speech and looked at her expectantly, July Quinn stated directly.
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