Interruptions
Wu Jian couldn’t tell her not to worry. She was right. If she didn’t win this, there was no telling if they would be able to find a tier 5 alchemist with a heavenly flame in time to cure Emperor Hou Jun.
Most alchemists with a heavenly flame were already tied down to a sect or nation. Convincing a sect or nation to loan their alchemist would cost an exorbitant amount of money, and their little nation did not have the funds.
Hou Jingshu had already sent a request to the Heavenly Sword Sect for help as they were allies and they did have an alchemist who could help them, but she never received a reply. She had, in fact, sent several missives. However, no help was forthcoming. Both she and he suspected someone was intercepting the message to keep them from reaching the Heavenly Sword Sect.
“I can’t tell you not to worry. I’d be panicking if I was in your shoes.” Wu Jian chuckled as he leaned into her. “I’m actually pretty impressed by how well you’ve handled yourself so far.”