The Reid Family’s butler had modest strength, but he was still at the peak of Inner Qi, with few rivals below the rank of Master.
Oscar Miller’s eyes widened, ready to watch the spectacle unfold.
Dexter Reid watched with a cold eye, waiting for the situation to change, knowing from years of experience that if Shirley Miller wasn’t relying on something substantial, she wouldn’t speak so boldly.
Shirley Miller didn’t move, just flicked her wrist and with a slight touch, her index and middle fingers came together like a sword.
Shirley Miller’s movement was gentle and didn’t seem fast, but the butler couldn’t avoid it at all and could only watch as those two fair fingers touched the center of his palm.
Without a sound, a Blood Light suddenly appeared.
A blossom of blood erupted from the center of the butler’s palm as an invisible force instantly tore through his skin and flesh, and then pierced through.
The butler screamed in agony, clutching his hand as he staggered backwards.
Oscar Miller’s face changed dramatically, "You... you’ve become a Cultivator?"
Dexter Reid’s pupils constricted; though he had Master Strength and could easily defeat the butler, he couldn’t achieve what Shirley Miller did with such nonchalance.
Shirley Miller was a master!
Without looking at the butler, Shirley Miller turned her gaze to Dexter Reid and said indifferently, "I shall take this as an attempt by you to test me, which I can tolerate. But if someone from the Reid Family acts against me again, I will not show the same restraint."
Dexter Reid’s expression changed slightly; as the Family Head of the Reid Family, Shirley Miller’s words were like rubbing the entire Reid Family’s face in the dirt.
"Shirley Miller, I repeat my words, this is the Reid Family’s territory. If you want to kill someone here, you are making an enemy of my Reid Family. Consider the consequences carefully!"
Shirley Miller stared calmly at Dexter Reid, "Family Head of the Reid Family, is this the stance of the Reid Family, confirming that they will protect Oscar Miller?"
Dexter Reid hesitated internally. He didn’t care much about Oscar Miller—his concern was his daughter.
He had struck a deal with Oscar Miller previously because with the Reid Family’s strength, protecting Oscar Miller was a breeze, hence he agreed, but now, to protect Oscar Miller might mean risking the whole Reid Family, which made him wavering.
Most importantly, if Shirley Miller killed Oscar Miller outside, Dexter Reid could pretend he hadn’t seen it or just pay lip service to get through the situation. But Shirley Miller was here, at the Reid Family, in front of him, the Reid Family Head, intent on killing Oscar Miller!
This was not just about murder; this was about slapping the entire Reid Family’s face!
If he gave in today, once the news spread, wouldn’t the Reid Family become a laughingstock?
Could anyone just walk into the Reid Family, humiliate the Family Head, and trample the entire Family’s face and dignity underfoot?
You can kill Oscar Miller, but you cannot slap the Reid Family’s face!
Kaylee Reid’s voice rang out from the side, her eyes filled with pleading.
She didn’t say much, but that one word conveyed everything she wanted to express.
Dexter Reid spoke with a heavy voice, "Yes, he is my son-in-law, and I am the Family Head of the Reid Family. You want to kill my son-in-law in front of me, as if my Reid Family has no one?"
Shirley Miller glanced at Dexter Reid and nodded, "You are no match for me. Make a call for help; I’ll wait."
Dexter Reid’s face became even grimmer, but he dared not take it lightly because he hadn’t fully grasped the intricacies of Shirley Miller’s move that had defeated the butler.
Her strength was beyond his comparison.
Although by all reasoning, he should first call in several Great Grandmasters from his family, but as the Family Head, he judged the matter to be serious, so it was permissible for him to contact the Innate Grandmasters of the Reid Family directly.
"Alright, wait here."
Dexter Reid stood up, walked to the side, and made two phone calls in succession to the two Innate Grandmasters of the Reid Family.
Dexter Reid was being extremely cautious!
Since Shirley Miller had made a declaration, the Reid Family would go all out!
Better to be overcautious than to overlook something due to carelessness.
The two Innate Grandmasters of the Reid Family lived not too far away; coming over would take about half an hour. It was a small inconvenience for a potentially serious situation.
Dexter Reid returned and said solemnly, "Half an hour."
Shirley Miller nodded with an indifferent expression, then casually pulled out a chair and sat down. She took out her phone and started playing a game.
Dexter Reid glanced at Shirley Miller’s phone screen from afar, his gaze growing denser.
Even as he had called for help, for experts to come over, Shirley Miller was still calmly playing a game?
Did she really have such confidence?
She had been missing for only half a year; how much could her strength possibly have grown in that time?
A joke. Becoming an Innate Grandmaster in half a year—wouldn’t that make all Cultivators in the world pigs?
Reaching Innate by forty was already a sign of a monstrously talented individual. To go from an ordinary person to Innate in half a year—was that even possible?
There must be another ace up her sleeve!
Perhaps a certain status?
To nurture such a formidable Cultivator in half a year, the person behind her must be extremely powerful. Maybe that was her real confidence?