Bradley's secluded gaze closely watched the fingerprint system on the screen.

The system kept prompting him, with only ying chance left.

Due to timely stop-loss, the system did not invade his computer.

Counting the world-famous software masters, he really couldn't figure out who else could design such a high-difficulty system.

Moreover, the twelve layers of keys were all heavily protected by hacker code.

The bottleneck for Knight was the tenth layer, while he was on the twelfth layer.

The code he just wrote was the ultimate code, his trump card, the destruction program.

If he couldn't match the system successfully, he would destroy the system from the root, but the consequence of doing so would be never being able to unlock the secrets of the underground maze exit.

Bradley glanced at the popup window and saw Knight was still there.

Immediately sent a message: "I'm coming to find you now, wait for me."

Freya was sitting on a nearby rock at this moment, thinking about how to get Belle's fingerprint. Suddenly, she heard a notification sound, and her thoughts were interrupted.

When she saw this sentence, she was stunned.

So, did the Master know her identity?

After hesitating for a moment, she took out her phone and called Bradley.

He seemed to be just about to call her too, and quickly answered.

"Husband, you already know?"

This "husband" made Bradley's heart tremble.

He murmured, "You knew I was 'king' a long time ago?"

Freya also nodded and said, "Sorry, I've been keeping it from you."

Not exposing him, is not wanting to embarrass him, let alone invade his privacy. After all, a hacker's identity information is very important. If it is exposed, it will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble. Bradley, as the king, is the piyinger of the hacker world. Although not active in the hacker circle, he is still a top hacker, inevitably making countless enemies. Choosing to retire low-key is also to avoid getting involved in these disputes. So why should she expose him and continue to attract attention to him? "Fool, I've also kept things from you." The man sighed softly, longing for her deeply, wishing she would appear in front of him immediately. He had speculated about Knight's identity before, thinking of countless people, but never thought it would be Freya. "I don't blame you."

Freya raised her head and looked at the sky. The sky was very blue, the sunlight was very abundant, so dazzling that she couldn't open her eyes. Although they hadn't solved the mechanism of the underground maze, because of their frankness toward each other, her whole heart felt warm. "Husband, I miss you!" A coquettish remark made Bradley even more excited. He casually grabbed his black windbreaker and left the office. "Give me half an hour." After speaking, the man hung up the phone, took the elevator to the rooftop. A private jet was ready to take off at any time, and as soon as he boarded the cabin, it took off into the sky. Freya held her phone, unsure if she was experiencing auditory hallucinations, as she unexpectedly heard the sound of an airplane propeller. Packing up her computer, she didn't linger on the mountain. But as she turned around, in that instant, a blinding sharpness passed before her eyes.

She furrowed her brows and sidestepped, when a figure emerged from the woods. The figure was dressed in a black robe, with a black skull mask on his face, but his thin figure couldn't fill out the clothes, making him look extremely strange. He held a curved knife in his hand, exuding a strong aura of killing intent as he advanced towards her. His speed was so fast that Freya almost couldn't evade in time. She grabbed three silver needles from her waist and shot them out between her fingers. The opponent, a skilled practitioner, easily dodged, and the needles pierced into the tree trunk. Freya's gaze sharpened as she keenly heard faint movements around her, and then four more black-clad figures emerged from the woods. They were dressed the same and wielded the same weapons. It seemed that Belle had going to great lengths to kill her! Freya dared not underestimate the enemy, and focused all her senses on the ensuing battle.

Meanwhile.

Bradley is rushing towards Raven Pavilion.

Unnamed, his heart trembled fiercely, as if there were hands pulling at his heart brutally, causing intense pain and even a sense of suffocation.

At this moment, Lance stepped forward to report, "Young Master, the subordinates sent to protect the lady have reported that after the lady went to the back mountain of Raven Pavilion, she was suddenly attacked by unidentified assailants."

"What did you say?"

Already feeling tightness in his chest, the man's voice turned hoarse upon hearing this news.

His eyes turned crimson, and he clenched his fists, saying, "Tell South and the others to protect her well. If a single hair on her is harmed, I will hold them accountable."

"Yes."

"Wait!"

The blue book was about to go down to arrange, Bradley stopped him again, "Let the plane fly faster and land directly at the back of the mountain."

"Understood."

Bradley stood at the door of the cabin, his tall figure like a sturdy pine tree, overlooking the scenery below from a high vantage point.

His growing unease became more apparent, to the point where his body started to tremble slightly.

"Heart, you promised me that you will definitely protect yourself!"

His fist clenched tighter and tighter, as the plane flew towards the back of the mountain, he pulled out a specially made silver pistol from his waist.

...

Even though Freya's skills were top-notch, she gradually felt overwhelmed when faced with the continuous appearance of the black-clothed men.

The four brothers of South had been secretly protecting her all along, and immediately appeared when they found her being attacked.

These black-clothed men had mysterious skills and extremely fast knife techniques, causing the silver needles she shot out several times to miss.

"Madam, we will delay them, you go first." Xavier turned to look at Freya, his face stained with crimson blood. In this melee, Xavier suffered significant injuries, with his arm being slashed by a curved blade, now bleeding profusely. South, Xavier Xi, and Xavier Dong were also injured, as the opponents were simply too numerous. Furthermore, each of them was a top expert skilled in stealth, repeatedly disappearing mysteriously to confuse their adversaries. "No, we leave together!" After delivering a heavy punch to the abdomen of a black-clad person, Freya moved closer and kicked another black-clad person away. These people were targeting her, and the Xavier brothers were only in jeopardy because they were protecting her. How could she desert them and let them endure the cruelty of these black-clad individuals? No! She couldn't do it!

"Madam, if we don't leave now, it will be too late!"

South's voice was hoarse, his gaze fixed fiercely on the black-clad figures reappearing in the forest.

There were at least a dozen of them, like a pack of wild beasts flooding out.

Freya's brow furrowed even tighter.

Could it be that she had guessed wrong, and these people were not sent by Belle?

Her gaze locked firmly ahead, on the first black-clad figure to appear, whose right leg was clearly injured.

From her sixth sense, this person was undoubtedly Belle.