章 532: The Heavenly Dao Restarts

"Send him down the mountain!" Lonemoon turned to instruct the other three disciples.

"Yes, Master." The three of them got up and carried the man on the floor before retreating.

Fatty carried Mushroom. "Master, I'm going to bring Mushroom down."

"Mm," Lonemoon responded. His eyes remained on the empty arena as his expression fell. They could not figure out what he was thinking; they only felt the air around them get heavier.

Shen Ying and Chef exchanged a glance, then walked two steps forward to stand on either side of him.

Shen Ying retrieved a pastry and handed it over. "Father Niu, do you want some?"

"… No!"

"Oh." Shen Ying put the pastry into her own mouth instead.

Suddenly, silence filled the arena. The only sound came from Shen Ying's chewing of the pastry.

A long time later…