Zeng Nuwan tightened her grip on the cup, wondering if she really had so little influence here.
Jin Qianqian glanced at her and continued, "If your brother can wait, we could produce a batch in a couple of days."
The main issue was that the previous batch had all been sent to Shangjing. Since they were items meant for the palace, they had been crafted with exceptional care, featuring custom-made patterns. Even if they hadn't been shipped out, Jin Qianqian couldn't possibly hand those goods over to Zeng Nuwan.
Zeng Nuwan forced a stiff smile. "That really is quite unfortunate. However, my brother is in a rush to travel and truly cannot wait. Is there any way you could help think of a solution?"
A hint of displeasure welled up in Jin Qianqian's heart. She had already made it so clear, yet the woman was still trying to put her in a difficult position.
