Jerome and Captain Colin had been in Xuanyuan Hill for nearly three months. During those three months, although they knew Zhang Tie was in Xuanyuan Hill receiving treatment, there was nothing they could do. They could not see Zhang Tie, nor did they have any chance to meet anyone familiar with him.
Milton was the vice chairman of the Noxinghan Commercial Alliance, which had a good relationship with the Ressa Republic on the Western Continent. More precisely, the Ressa Republic sheltered the Noxinghan Commercial Alliance to a certain extent. As one of the most powerful nations on the Western Continent, the Ressa Republic's overall strength was almost on par with the Holy Light Empire. Such power was beyond anything the Noxinghan Commercial Alliance could compare with; the two were not even in the same league.
Great Xia and the Ressa Republic had formal diplomatic relations, with diplomatic envoys stationed in each other's countries. However, since the Noxinghan Commercial Alliance had only risen to prominence in recent decades, this small Western Continent power had yet to establish formal diplomatic relations with Great Xia. It only maintained a tiny office in Xuanyuan Hill.
Seeing that Jerome and Captain Colin had no way to meet Zhang Tie, Milton had even entertained the wild idea of asking the Ressa Republic's diplomats in Xuanyuan Hill to pull some strings, allowing Jerome and Captain Colin to enter the Imperial Emperor City and see Zhang Tie.
But such a request was nothing short of a joke to the Ressa Republic's diplomats in Xuanyuan Hill—and a colossal joke at that.
The Ressa Republic's diplomats in Xuanyuan Hill knew perfectly well what status and influence Zhang Tie now possessed in Great Xia. How many heads did those diplomats have, that they would dare guarantee two strangers entry into the