Almost instantly, the white-robed men and the carriage company's hired thugs clashed.
The white-robed men were clearly stronger, and the carriage company's thugs soon fell on the defensive.
The carriage company's Soul King felt utterly aggrieved, but no amount of apologizing or calling it a misunderstanding would help him now.
The white-robed Soul King whose arm had been crippled would never let the matter rest. With another Soul King helping him, the carriage company's Soul King was certain to lose.
While the two sides fought fiercely, the culprit, Lu Qian, slipped through the chaos to Ning Rongrong's side.
"Run!"
Lu Qian grabbed Ning Rongrong and began running toward the woods nearby.
Ning Rongrong was bewildered by Lu Qian's string of maneuvers, and she kept turning the same question over in her mind: was Lu Qian a bandit or not?
"The little girl's getting away!"
"You go catch the girl. Leave this bastard to me!"
The uninjured white-robed Soul King spoke to the other Soul King.
"Fine, but don't kill him yet. I want to finish him off myself!"
The Soul King with the crippled arm was furious. Had capturing the little girl not been more important, he would never have left it at that.
Meanwhile, Lu Qian and Ning Rongrong stopped after fleeing only a short distance. Frowning, Lu Qian asked:
"The carriage company's thugs are definitely no match for the white-robed men. They'll catch up soon."
"Answer one question."
"Hurry up and ask!"
"Are you a bandit or not?"
Ning Rongrong looked very serious. She did not want to be played for a fool.
Although Ning Rongrong vaguely felt that Lu Qian ought to be a good person, just a little greedy, his string of maneuvers made it very difficult for her to trust him.
Hearing that Ning Rongrong was still hung up on whether he was a bandit, Lu Qian immediately flared up.
He spoke directly to Ning Rongrong, enunciating every word:
"If I really were a bandit, do you think you'd be a match for me? You'd already be in my bag. Why would I need to wait for them?"
"But..."
"Enough! I nearly lost my life between those two groups just now, and you still don't trust me! In that case, we'd better part ways right here!"
Lu Qian was genuinely angry this time, because he knew just how dangerous that moment had been. One careless move would have meant certain death, without the slightest chance of survival!
And Lu Qian was also certain that Ning Rongrong must have seen what had just happened.
He simply had not expected Ning Rongrong's thinking to remain so simplistic.
That was not cute. That was damn stupidity!
At a moment of life and death, staying alive mattered most!
While the two argued, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo confirmed the identities of the two Titled Douluos they had sensed earlier.
"That little girl actually belongs to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. And judging by this show of force, she might well be Sect Master Ning Fengzhi's daughter."
"She must be. Who else could have two Super Douluos, Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, protecting her in secret?"
"Haha, this really is interesting. Those two groups below probably never dreamed that these two children had four Titled Douluos protecting them."
"Hmph, those two groups will soon cease to exist. As for whoever's directing them from behind the scenes, we'll naturally have to do some thorough digging."
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan suddenly spoke viciously.
"Once we return to Spirit City, we can have the Law Enforcement Hall handle it. But right now, do you think we still need to show ourselves?"
"Since we can sense Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, they can naturally sense us. Whether they can guess it's the two of us is another matter, though. To protect little Qian's identity, we might as well stay out of sight."
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan considered it for a while before speaking slowly.
"That works too. Their auras have started moving. They should be going to protect that girl. In that case, leave these people below to me."
"Don't give yourself away."
"I won't."
With that, Ghost Douluo lightly waved a hand at the two groups still fighting below. A black mist swept over them, and every last one became a bare skeleton!
Such was the terror of a Titled Douluo!
Meanwhile, Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong once again followed Ning Rongrong's movements.
When the two old monsters saw Lu Qian loudly scolding Ning Rongrong, they were even angrier than when the two groups had surrounded her.
"That brat! Where did that brat come from? Even if he saved Rongrong, he can't speak to her like that!"
Bone Douluo glared as he spoke to Sword Douluo.
"Keep calm. They're only two children."
Although Sword Douluo said that, his brows were tightly knitted. Clearly, he was also very displeased that Ning Rongrong had been wronged.
"A child? This brat is no ordinary person. That move just now was enough to demonstrate his cunning and courage. Add the two Titled Douluos following him in secret-which sect's younger generation does he belong to?"
Although Bone Douluo was very angry with Lu Qian, he still greatly admired his response to the crisis and the power behind him.
"I do have a few guesses."
Sword Douluo looked toward Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
"Let's hear them."
"First, their auras are completely different. That more or less rules out the great sects with a single line of inheritance."
"Second, they saw Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, so they would have more or less guessed our identities. Yet they still haven't dared to show themselves and meet us. Most likely, they're concealing this boy's identity."
"This boy's identity?"
Bone Douluo thought for a moment, then mouthed something to Sword Douluo as though realization had dawned on him.
"Exactly. He should be one of the rumored Golden Generation."
Sword Douluo nodded.
At that moment, Lu Qian down below happened to abandon Ning Rongrong and leave on his own.
Watching this, Bone Douluo could not help saying:
"Hmph, even so, he can't bully the little princess of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
"Let it go. Don't make trouble for Fengzhi."
Sword Douluo shook his head.
Then he looked back down and said softly:
"Here comes someone for you to vent your anger on."
As he spoke, the one-armed Soul King appeared behind Ning Rongrong.
"Little girl, where do you think you're running to now?"
But just as he was about to rush over and seize Ning Rongrong, two terrifying auras suddenly swept toward him.
Almost instantly, the one-armed Soul King was forced to release his martial soul to withstand those two terrifying auras.
"T-Titled Douluos!"
The one-armed Soul King struggled to utter those words. Then he could no longer speak at all, and those two terrifying auras sent his entire body flying!
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