Trapped

In that moment, Xu Feng felt a twinge of frustration swirling within him. The silence around him, accentuated by the dance of flames in the open air, only fueled his contemplation. The scent of the cooked animal lingered in the pavilion, an earthy aroma that added to the solemn atmosphere.

Xu Feng meant the words that came out of his mouth. 

He mulled over his situation, feeling confined within the boundaries of his own thoughts. Bai Mo's openness differed greatly with the lack of helpful information from his lovers. 

Bai Mo, despite not being among the "chosen," was willing to share what little he knew about those of immortal bloodlines and this mystical world even before he "activated" his own bloodline. 

Bai Mo would even be taking the risk to come out in front of the main Bai family in a few days.

Yet, his connection to Xuan Jian and Xuan Yang seemed like an impenetrable wall when it came to sharing critical details.