Mu En's plea?! The Fool's scheme!

A dignified, aged voice, filled with boundless calm, rang out and instantly drowned out the uproar.

Everyone turned toward the sound. Mu En approached in a plain robe, white hair falling over his shoulders. The weighty presence of a Limit Douluo commanded respect without anger, bringing the confrontation to a halt.

Pinned in place by Du Busi, Xuan Zi looked as though he had found a lifeline. His face flushed red as he argued incoherently, "Mu En! It was him! Du Busi used his cultivation to bully his junior, meddled in Shrek's internal affairs, and even indulged Huo Yuhao's betrayal of the academy!"

Mu En glanced at the disheveled, furious Xuan Zi. Only weariness and acceptance remained in his eyes. He shook his head. "Xuan Zi, stop. Return to Shrek and rest immediately. Lin'er will take full charge of the remaining matches."

The words fell lightly, yet they stripped Xuan Zi of his authority to lead the team in front of everyone.

Disbelief filled Xuan Zi's face. "Mu En! This—this isn't right! It's nothing but a junior's sophistry..."

"There's nothing wrong with it," Mu En said, his tone brooking no argument. "Go back."

Xuan Zi swallowed. Though resentment filled him, he did not dare defy a Limit Douluo's order. At last, he gritted his teeth, glared at Huo Yuhao and Du Busi, withdrew his Soul Power in bitter humiliation, and left dejectedly.

The square fell silent.

The Starry Heavenly Bow hovering above Huo Yuhao's palm quietly dimmed. He felt no anger at having his casting interrupted, only deep relief.

His emotions had surged moments earlier, pushing the Reignbow Arbiter's power to the brink of running wild. He knew the authority of the Path of the Hunt was brutally overbearing, nothing like Sunday's "Harmonious Choir," Dominicus.

Sunday's power could be controlled.