"Understand?" Sakiya stared at Feng Wu, his tone calm but intimidating.
It seemed he was losing his patience.
Feng Wu ran inside and closed the door.
What should she do now?
She paced up and down the room, her head spinning.
The Immortal Spiritual Fruit wasn't that hard to refine. With Mu Yan's skills, it would take her about two hours to finish the job.
After that…
Feng Wu put herself in Sakiya's shoes.
If she were him, would he send the medicine back this very night, knowing that his crown prince was in urgent need of it?
Obviously, the answer was yes.
Would he do it himself?
Definitely!
The next two hours would be the only time that Sakiya would be separated from the fruit. If she wanted to do something, now was her only chance.
Feng Wu took a deep breath and asked herself, "Shall I take the risk?"
It would be dangerous. She had to tread carefully, or she would be killed.
