Breathing in the crisp air of pine, dew, and earth carried by a faint, chilly breeze, Yang Qing sighed nostalgically as he took in the untamed beauty of the Deer Mountain Range and all its splendor.
Perhaps it was because his mind was still influenced by all he had uncovered during his short stay here as branch chief—the grottos, the unexpected natural treasures, and the history of the Bi Xie Empire that had once thrived here over a hundred thousand years ago—but to him, the range seemed to carry an even more ancient air.
Pulling himself from those thoughts, Yang Qing asked Haishi to head toward the branch where he wished to make a brief stop to greet his successor and Administrator Mo Guang before moving on to see Meifeng, and afterward, Gu Xing.
With his itinerary set, they quickly made their way to the branch, where Yang Qing used his gold eagle medallion to announce himself and gain entry.
