"My good lady, you've gone crazy! Wouldn't I be an idiot not to run?"
On the mountain, Yuan Qianjun dashed through the air. He landed on a treetop and glided for a distance before kicking off another treetop to propel himself forward, continuing his flight.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH~
Behind him, a fierce wind howled, tearing through the air. From time to time, bronze-colored beams of light shot out, attacking Yuan Qianjun.
Whenever this happened, it was as if Yuan Qianjun had eyes in the back of his head; he would move left, right, or up to dodge them.
"Aaaargh, Yuan, go die! Go die!"
His pursuer wore a long, cyan dress, her hair tied up in a high ponytail. She constantly burst forward in sprints, pushing off the treetops half as often as Yuan Qianjun.
But no matter how she sprinted, she just couldn't catch up to Yuan Qianjun, let alone land a hit on him.
