Kunpeng felt awful. He was done for this time. At that thought, he immediately transformed into a little fish and fled the East Sea at top speed. Minghe, who had been hiding deep in the mountains, nearly wet himself in terror. He was formidable, but that did not mean he could stand up to a Saint now. Once they caught him, they could still torment him to death. Lord Lao was proof of that-even if they could not kill him, locking him up worked just as well.
Cursing all the way, Minghe took advantage of everyone's attention being elsewhere and raced toward the Underworld like a madman, a beaten dog fleeing for his life.
Qin Fen stared at the screen, dumbfounded. He had sent that red packet, and it was no ordinary one-it was a Password Red Packet. Ever since he had started thinking about the Demon Tribe's situation, Big Chef had suspected that Roc probably belonged to that mysterious Demon Tribe faction. He had only wanted to test it. Once the password came out, Roc would have no choice but to speak his true thoughts.
But he had never expected the bastard to spill every secret he had, scaring Minghe half to death in the process.
Originally, this had nothing to do with anyone else. Qin Fen had wanted Roc to reveal his true intentions so Tathagata would see his sinister motives and could no longer protect him. But now, with all these revelations... "Holy shit!" Even Qin Fen was stunned! He had truly stumbled into success by accident!
It had worked out for him, but that unintentional strike had screwed Kunpeng over spectacularly. Fuck me! My painstaking plans haven't even succeeded yet, and now they've been exposed for everyone to see! How am I supposed to carry on?