The All-Powerful William Miller

Chapter 141: A Weak Cultivator?

William Miller's words were something the twins hadn't imagined in their wildest dreams.

They stared at each other and then at them with distorted expressions on their faces.

"Don't even think you can talk your way out of this" Ruth was enraged as she took a step forward and had her revolver pointed at William from the distance.

She hated to be referred to as a kid even though William was much older than her.

Her brother also puffed his chest and aimed his weapon at William in a threatening manner but the latter seems to care less about him.

"We might be step-cousins but we used to play in the sand together as kids, didn't it ever mean anything to you"

They weren't sure if William meant his words or was being sarcastic and playing around.

The Tattoo-Faced Man was growing restlessly already and was eager to make a move.

"Don't say nonsense..." He tried to scold William, "The main branch of the family never cares about smaller branches like us. You are the only son of you