As for Reston, he still had the same carefree attitude. He chose a deep V-neck shirt, which was enough to reveal the lush hair on his chest. His newly dyed short red hair, coupled with his blue eyes, looked particularly unruly.

He came closer, pressed the mute button on the call again, and then said: "Dad, I have arranged for someone to invite the master, but the distance is quite far, so I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time."

"Then I'm afraid it's too late."

Old George rubbed his cane with his big palm, and his turbid but clear eyes narrowed: "Go and ask the master on the phone, what would you do if Liu Zhenying could kill people from a distance?"

"Killing people in the air?" Reston felt unbelievable: "How is this possible?"

Although old George didn't believe it either, but...

Liu Zhenying indeed said so.

He didn't believe she would tell her what she said.

But before he could say anything else, Clara had already brought the housekeeper.

The butler was still wearing a decent tuxedo and his white gloves were spotless. After entering the door, he bent down and bowed: "Sir, Master, good day."

At the same time, Liu Zhenying's countdown on the other end of the phone was about to end. As a last resort, Old George had no choice but to turn off the mute button and said with a bad look on his face: "Miss Liu, the person you want has arrived."

"Really?"

Liu Zhenying chuckled and said in a very calm tone: "Let him say a word to me."

Old George didn't respond, he just raised his eyes and glanced at the housekeeper.

The housekeeper immediately understood and took a step closer: "Miss Liu, good day."

"Now that Mr. Butler has arrived, I will stop talking nonsense and gather you all together. I have only one purpose, and that is... to reciprocate courtesy and give you some small gifts."

Through the electric current, Old George listened to Liu Zhenying's voice wrapped with some kind of sarcasm and hostility. This feeling made him feel inexplicably strange.

He subconsciously asked: "What are you going to do?"

However, no one responded to his words. The four members of the Qu family and Zhang Netyi only saw Liu Zhenying with his back to them. He seemed to be mumbling something that was difficult to hear clearly, and then he held the antique knife in his hand without blinking.

Blink hard and pull out.

The antique knife instantly cut through the palm of the hand, stained with thick blood, and then emitted a breathtaking light. The brightness made everyone's eyes suddenly hurt.

By the time they regained their composure, the knife held in the plain white palm had already stabbed hard into the scarecrow's heart.

At the same time, a scream came from the other end of the phone.

Needless to say, everyone knows that he is the housekeeper.

Whether it was Clara who screamed subconsciously, Reston who turned pale, or even old George, who had always been unhappy, he took a heavy breath, and the sound of the tea cup hitting the ground was clear and harsh.

Liu Zhenying, the initiator of all this, showed no expression. He slowly moved his hand away and let the blood from his palm drip onto the carpet: "This is an appetizer for you. Do you like it?"

Old George saw that there was a big hole in his heart, his eyes and nostrils were bleeding, and he looked like a housekeeper with bleeding from all his orifices. His fingertips were trembling uncontrollably, and he glanced at Reston next to him.

Reston didn't dare to say anything, he just shook his head gently.

This means...

The master their family supports has not arrived yet.

Old George didn't dare to respond rashly, but Liu Zhenying didn't care. He just stabbed the scarecrow with his dagger and chuckled with half-squinted eyes: "This time it's him, next time it's you. This shrinking tortoise is a millionaire."

You have to do a good job and don't let me catch you, huh?"
Chapter completed!