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.
