Underhanded ta-Hold up, who are you?
Just as the Zhen branch scions were about to make way and find somewhere safe to hide from the resulting clash, they found themselves stopped by the other two "companions" of Zhen Ren Fa.
<<Going somewhere?>>
<<You know what you're doing is technically stealing, right?>>
"Fuck you, people aren't property," Zhen Tai shot back.
"Don't goad them," Zhen Guo hissed, "we got them outnumbered, but they got us outmatched."
Visually speaking, neither of Zhen Ren Fa's companions looked as intimidating as the bandits and beasts the Zhen Clan scions had fought in the past, but their aether was another story altogether.
One was a foppish looking young man about their age, maybe a touch older by at least a year or two, and had a charismatically lazy grin on his face.