Watching from the Sidelines (Part Eighteen)

Kunpeng had wanted to be the mantis stalking Hong Yun, the cicada. What he had not expected was for Dijun and Taiyi to be the two orioles waiting behind him. Now this was getting interesting. Was this a case of one villain meeting his match in another?

If even a schemer like Kunpeng had no idea a whole crowd was following him, Hong Yun, that poor fool, was even less aware of all the people eyeing him outside. Sure enough, he stepped out of his cave without a care and fell straight into Kunpeng's ambush.

It seemed you had to watch your back not only when wandering the martial world, but also when roaming the Primordial Wilderness. One careless moment could earn you an ambush, and one more mistake could cost you your life.

Kunpeng drove Hong Yun into a corner again and again. It was not as if Kunpeng wanted to, either. The trouble was that Hong Yun simply would not take the hint. Why couldn't he just hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi?

The kindly old soul finally lost his temper. Not that Kunpeng cared. As far as he was concerned, he held the knife and Hong Yun was the fish on the chopping block. He had Hong Yun right where he wanted him. Did a piece of fish really expect to turn the tables? Did he think he was a salted fish coming back to life?

But when a kindly soul finally erupted, the result could be terrifying. Or perhaps the power unleashed in a desperate strait was never to be underestimated. Was this another way of saying that a dog that bit did not bark?

By rights, Kunpeng was strong, but Hong Yun was no weakling. Even though Hong Yun was badly wounded by then, he