Nolan Rhodes was also somewhat surprised; clearly, Marshall Morgan's strength was beyond her expectations.
"Good, your strength is not bad. Perfect for a match."
A sharp gleam flashed in Nolan Rhodes's eyes.
"Crazy person, I don't have time for you."
Marshall Morgan snorted coldly, then soared into the sky, rapidly fleeing into the distance.
"Trying to leave, huh? No way!"
Nolan Rhodes shouted, her legs kicked, and her body seemed weightless as she chased after Marshall Morgan at an unbelievable speed, not a bit slower than him.
Marshall Morgan was startled and pushed his Skystride to the limit, moving through the air and covering several hundred meters in an instant. Before long, he left the Imperial Capital, heading northwest.
Behind him, Nolan Rhodes followed closely, actually being able to briefly walk in the air.
"That darn woman, she's really nuts. Oh well, if she wants to follow, let her."
