Reno's face clearly showed some embarrassment.
The power behind Victoria was indeed considerable; even the Mertens family would likely struggle to confront it head-on.
But being so blatantly disrespected by a young person like Victoria, Reno couldn't quite hold back his frustration.
After all, he was a Fourth-stage Mutant.
Behind Victoria, bluntly speaking, was nothing more than a single Fourth Rank, her grandfather.
When it came right down to it, who would live and who would die was still uncertain.
"Victoria, I overlook this because you are a junior. Now, please leave the Mertens' castle," Reno motioned with his hand, plainly choosing to dismiss her.
Victoria didn't move an inch; leaving was out of the question.
Irina wouldn't leave, so she wouldn't either.
"Someone, please escort Miss Victoria out," Reno snorted coldly.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than several figures appeared around Victoria.
