"Miranda, I heard that you were the one who introduced Marshall Morgan. It seems your judgment isn't that great. Although Marshall has good talent, he's too arrogant. This is a sign of early demise."
Cole Nash looked at Miranda and said coldly.
Miranda pouted and said, "I think your precious son is the one destined for early demise."
"Humph, is that so? I hope you can still say that later."
Cole snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and sat down beside.
Swish!
Finn Nash moved, leaping down from the viewing platform, his body as light as a swallow.
With several consecutive leaps, Finn crossed more than fifty meters and appeared on the Vermilion Bird Terrace.
"What a graceful movement technique. Finn Nash has honed his martial techniques for years; he's indeed formidable. This Yellow-level Lower Grade movement technique, Swallow's Three Dips, has been cultivated to the Fifth Level."
