High places are bitterly cold. Chen Ku transformed into a huge white-feathered eagle, soaring 7,000 meters above Baojiao County. From that height, he could clearly see everything within a radius of several hundred miles below him.
When he focused his gaze on the residence of Baojiao County's County Magistrate, Shangguan Yun, he could even discern the individual whiskers on Shangguan Yun's face.
This venerable County Magistrate of Baojiao County appeared to be no more than around thirty. He had a fine, handsome face and, while not particularly burly, possessed a tall, slender figure with long hands and feet.
Merely standing in that pavilion, it seemed as if he merged with his surroundings, giving off the illusion that he was the center of that environment.
Even from the sky, 7,000 or 8,000 meters up, Chen Ku felt an inexplicable pull from Shangguan Yun.
