"I merely bought my men over to join in the fun!" Virgil said with a faint smile.
"Virgil, you just said that Jonah isn't blowing his own trumpet. Could it be that the Devlins are truly turning their noses up on a ten-thousand-year herb?" Jacob inquired.
Virgil nodded. "That's right. As far as I know, their family is the least lacking in resources. They supposedly own a plot of rootless land capable of producing many rare medicinal herbs, so they have the most resources!"
"What exactly is a rootless land?" asked Jacob.
Instead of clearing his confusion, Virgil smiled awkwardly. "I don't know either. I merely heard about it!"
When Jacob saw that Virgil was also clueless, he did not press on but asked him instead, "Virgil, how did you know about the emergence of this ten-thousand-year herb? Did you bring your men here to get your hands on it?"