Chapter 283: The Luo Brothers

That black-clothed person's movements had ultimately slowed considerably due to his injuries. However, the man on the ground, despite struggling repeatedly, still could not manage to stand up.

He anxiously shouted at the youth beside him named Chen Chen: "Chen Chen, run! Elder Brother will hold him off!"

Tears welled in Chen Chen's eyes as he firmly replied: "No, Elder Brother, he's already injured, I can definitely defeat him!" Finishing his words, Chen Chen swiftly picked up the precious sword the man had dropped to the side and charged straight at the black-clothed person without hesitation.

Seeing this scene, the man on the ground was frantic with worry and shouted loudly: "Chen Chen, no! Run!"

But by now Chen Chen had already shot forth like an arrow leaving the bowstring. Watching Chen Chen approach with sword in hand, the black-clothed person revealed a ferocious expression and swung the long saber in his hand, hacking fiercely toward Chen Chen.

Just at this critical moment, a red whip shadow sliced through the air like lightning, accurately wrapping around the black-clothed person's long saber. Along with a delicate shout, a red-clothed woman flew over gracefully like a startled swan.

She forcefully swung her arm, and that red long whip, like a nimble flood dragon, violently whipped the black-clothed person several meters away, slamming him heavily to the ground.

Chen Chen gazed at this heroic, red-clothed elder sister before him, his eyes flashing with admiration, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Elder Sister, you're truly amazing!"

Facing Chen Chen's innocent praise, Qianqian showed not the slightest smugness, but said with a serious face: "Go check on your elder brother's condition quickly, and never act so recklessly again in the future.

Clearly knowing your strength is no match for the opponent, yet still rashly charging forward — you nearly threw your life away for nothing!" Finishing, she fixed her sharp gaze on the black-clothed person struggling to rise on the ground, fully alert against any further movement.

Chen Chen's red little face was like a ripe apple; she softly said with slight shyness: "Got it, pretty elder sister." As soon as the words fell, she scampered over with light steps like a lively little rabbit and helped support her elder brother.

Simultaneously, Qianqian's lively eyes stared tightly at the black-clothed person before her, and she lightly uttered two words: "Wangchen." In an instant, a black shadow flashed out from the darkness like lightning — it was Wangchen. His figure was agile, movements swift, like a ghost.

Qianqian unhesitatingly gave the order: "Tie him up!" Hearing this, Wangchen immediately took a tough rope from his bosom, and with his hands flying, the rope coiled around the black-clothed person like a spirit snake, binding him firmly.

Immediately after, Qianqian spoke again: "Secretly deliver this person to my father." Wangchen nodded slightly, acknowledging the order, then his figure flashed and he vanished from the spot in an instant.

However, just then, Qianqian suddenly called out loudly: "Shi Er!" Another black shadow appeared in response, standing respectfully before Qianqian and asking: "Xiao Zhuzhu, what are your orders?"

Qianqian lowered her voice and said: "Follow Wangchen, but absolutely do not let him discover you." Shi Er understood perfectly, a trace of craftiness flashing in his eyes, then he too vanished like a gust of wind.

After handling these matters, Qianqian finally turned her gaze toward the two people beside her and asked: "Where are your horses?"

The man had not yet answered when Chen Chen spoke up first: "Just now that black-clothed person suddenly rushed out, and without a word tried to kill us both. My elder brother's martial arts are actually not bad, and he exchanged blows with him, but still our horses were all scared off."

Hearing this, Qianqian smiled slightly, then blew a clear, crisp whistle. Not long after, the sound of horse hooves approached from far to near. Everyone looked toward the sound and saw a completely fiery red, glossy-coated steed galloping joyfully toward this side, its four hooves kicking up clouds of dust, as if a ball of burning flame.

When Xiao Hong slowly ambled up to the front, that graceful Qianqian softly said: "You two just ride my horse back for now. After all, with injuries you can't delay too long — you must get medical treatment as soon as possible!"

As soon as the words fell, the young but exceptionally clever Chen Chen eagerly spoke thanks: "Thank you, pretty elder sister!" Finishing, Qianqian and Chen Chen worked together to carefully help the heavily injured, pale-as-paper man onto the horse's back.

Immediately after, Chen Chen nimbly vaulted onto the steed, while the injured man, unable to support his body due to severe wounds, could only lie prone on Chen Chen's slightly thin and frail back.

However, despite Chen Chen's own young age, he resolutely straightened his spine, as if using all his strength to prop up a shelter against wind and rain for his elder brother.

At this moment, Qianqian standing to the side witnessed this scene, and couldn't help but feel a surge of pity. She nodded slightly and softly instructed: "Alright, since you're seated securely, then set off quickly."

Then she turned her head and softly told Xiao Hong beside her: "Xiao Hong, you must bring them back safely." Seemingly understanding the concern in its master's words, Xiao Hong lightly snorted, indicating it understood the weight of the task.

Just then, the silently quiet Chen Chen suddenly spoke again. His clear bright eyes flashed with sincere light as he crisply said: "Pretty elder sister, my name is Luo Chen. The one lying on my back is my own elder brother Luo Fan.

Today thanks to elder sister's rescue, this great kindness, we brothers will surely engrave in our hearts. Once we return home, we will have Father properly repay your grace!"

Finishing these words, Chen Chen lightly patted the mount's neck, signaling they could depart. Accompanied by horse hoof sounds fading into the distance, a relieved Qianqian stood quietly in place, watching them gradually disappear until they were gone...

Qianqian stared unblinkingly at the two figures gradually receding until they vanished, secretly pondering: "Could this be the situation Father once warned me to be careful of? But is it only this one black-clothed person? Will the others encounter danger?"

Thinking here, Qianqian's heart suddenly tightened, an ominous premonition rising. She had no time to think further, lightly tapped the ground, executed her light footwork, and like a bolt of lightning raced toward the direction Ai Jiao had left.

Qianqian knew Yan Wang possessed unfathomable martial arts — ordinary people were absolutely no match for him; even that mysterious black-clothed person probably couldn't do anything to him. However, Qianqian didn't know if Ai Jiao could handle it, and couldn't help but worry for Ai Jiao's safety.