Chapter 3018

Adrian was certain that Quintin had overheard every word, and this rendered any of their plans futile. Despite their considerable power, Ilyas and Rufus remained distant from the echelons of true dominance, a chasm likely insurmountable in their lifetimes. "You've arrived at last," Quintin remarked, taking a leisurely sip from his tea. Quintin was seated behind a desk, dressed in traditional Obscura attire. Adrian surveyed the surroundings, noting Quintin's thorough preparation. He was accompanied by a retinue of formidable experts, ensuring his security. Unless individuals of Adrian or Ronan's caliber attempted an assassination, no one would even approach Quintin. Adrian sat down opposite Quintin, who poured him a cup of tea. "Why are you dressed like that?" Adrian asked. "Hush! Don't let it slip! I just wanted to know what it feels like to wear these," Quintin remarked with a smile. Adrian felt resigned. To him, it seemed unremarkable, and he struggled to comprehend Quintin's cu