Upon hearing these words, Quentin's expression darkened.
With his naturally fierce appearance, his current expression was somewhat intimidating.
However, the person in front of Quentin was none other than Lora.
Lora had experienced countless things throughout her life, far surpassing Quentin's limited understanding.
Knowing that Lora possessed the ability to control vine-like plants, Quentin had come prepared, instructing his subordinates to prepare a spray specifically designed to neutralize such plants.
"Take action!" He commanded.
However, several minutes passed, and none of his guards behind him sprayed the solution that would render the vines inactive.
Not only that, but someone even rushed forward and delivered a punch directly to Quentin's face.
The person angrily exclaimed, "You killed my great-grandfather!"
Staggering from the blow, Quentin hadn't even had a chance to react.