The other shore started running behind the motorcycle.
This action didn't last long before it turned into walking. She originally thought her physical fitness had surpassed ordinary people after advancing to a Saint, but looking back, she found that Rowena had also caught up; her electric wheelchair was moving forward at a steady speed, similar to the speed it usually took her to go shopping for groceries.
The other shore also noticed that it wasn't just Rowena; even the old man in a hand-cranked wheelchair they happened to pass by had caught up, and Ethan was politely chatting with the old man.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
The other shore's eyelids twitched violently a few times. If Ethan weren't the one on the motorcycle, she would definitely have pulled him down by now — is he taking it easy?
Ethan responded with an unquestionable tone, "Testing the motorcycle."
"Why is your speed slower than Rowena's when she's grocery shopping?"
