At noon, the sunlight was bright and beautiful.
Beside the fields, a group of village children had gathered, listening to Gu An tell a story.
When Gu An finished, a youth asked impatiently, "Hou Yi shot down the suns—what exactly were those suns? Why didn't the story explain it clearly?"
The others also looked at Gu An. He smiled and said, "It's said they were born of the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun and Xi He. They took turns bringing daylight to the mortal world, but now and then they would appear together, and that would bring disaster to mankind."
Another girl pressed, "Hou Yi shot and killed the Golden Crows. Would the Heavenly Emperor seek revenge on him?"
The other village children all started talking at once, chattering over one another, terribly noisy.
Gu An was not annoyed. He only found it interesting. He had told this kind of mythological tale elsewhere too, but this was the first time he had met village children who asked questions like these. Children in other places would only sigh with emotion and worship Hou Yi's power.
This village truly was worthy of being an existence with great opportunity.
While An Xin was still killing enemies on the other side of the world, Gu An patiently answered the village children's questions. His answers were not absolute; more than anything, he guided the children to think.
Tens of millions of years later, these children would become the core of this Great Thousand World's hegemony. They changed heaven and earth, and they also ruled over fate—at least within this Great Thousand World.
Even if Gu An and An Xin had never come, they would still have been able to fight their way out of the dark and turbulent years and bring light to this mortal world.