All of them paused and could not help but turn around. They were smiling, but they looked worse than if they were crying. "Supremacy… What instructions do you have for us?"
Lonemoon smiled his brightest smile, causing each of the other cultivators to lower their heads in fear. Then, Lonemoon gestured and the pieces of paper that had fallen to the ground earlier all returned neatly in a stack back to his hands.
"Since these recipes mean nothing to my friend anymore, there's no point in leaving them behind." He lowered his gaze and put on his business-like smile. "Didn't you say these were your signature recipes? Redeem them back!"
"Re-Re-Redeem them?" They hesitated.
"That's right. Don't you sell recipes? We don't need them anymore - we should be able to refund them, shouldn't we?"
