"Mm? Fellow Daoist Yin, has something gone wrong?"
Su Shi'er's gaze swept over the figure within the light gates, watching as it vanished once more into one of them.
He immediately turned to Yin Qingxue, his heart skipping a beat as he hurriedly asked.
"Father... does not seem to trust me. Aside from the change in his expression at the beginning, he directly ignored every message I sent afterward."
Yin Qingxue sighed, her mood exceptionally low.
She had racked her brains solely to rescue her father, yet he showed her not the slightest trust. It left her deeply disheartened.
"Your father has been trapped here for hundreds of years. The dangers he has faced are beyond anything you or I could imagine. Since direct communication is impossible and he cannot see you in person, it is only natural that he would not trust you."
Su Shi'er was taken aback at first, then quickly spoke to comfort her.
Though the Former Tiandu Prefect Lord's reaction surprised him somewhat, it was not beyond understanding.
If he put himself in the other man's shoes, even if family or friends had come to help him, he might not necessarily choose to trust them.
"But if Father refuses to cooperate, how are we supposed to break the formation?"
Yin Qingxue looked downcast. Beyond her disappointment, she was even more worried.
They had finally found hope of breaking the formation, yet they could not put it into practice.
"It is no matter. Perhaps we can break this formation without using that method."
Su Shi'er waved his hand, his expression still calm.
What he felt more than anything at that moment was relief—relief that Yin Qingxue's actions just now had given him a deeper understanding of this formation.
Otherwise, the Former Tiandu Prefect Lord's lack of cooperation