Night fell.
Lara and Jiang Hao lay side by side. Everything around them was silent, and outside the cave was pitch-black, with neither stars nor moon in the sky. Yet lying beside Jiang Hao, she did not feel the slightest worry or fear. Instead, she felt a faint warmth.
"Jon, tell me about Chinese history," Lara said.
"Chinese history is a vast subject. China has five thousand years of history, and every era has its own magnificent stories," Jiang Hao said softly.
"I'm not in a hurry. You can start from the beginning," Lara said.
Jiang Hao thought for a moment, then said, "Then let's begin with Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan of China. China's five thousand years of history is counted from that era, roughly from 2717 BC to 2599 BC. Back then, it was still the age of clans and tribes."
"The Yellow Emperor was a very intelligent leader. He invented carts, boats, pots, mirrors, and other things. He also ordered Cang Jie to create writing, Ling Lun to establish musical scales, Da Nao to devise the sexagenary cycle, and Qi Bo to write medical texts. These were all the origins of Chinese civilization."
"Later, the Yellow Emperor, Ji Xuanyuan, joined forces with another clan leader, the Yan Emperor. They defeated the foreign Chi You Clan and became the rulers of Huaxia. We Chinese revere the two of them as the ancestors of Huaxia, which is why we Chinese are also called the descendants of Yan and Huang."
Lara listened very seriously and sighed. "So this is the origin of China? China's history really is ancient. When you tell these stories, they feel much easier to understand."
Jiang Hao smiled and continued his story.
"The Yan Emperor was also an extraordinary man. His clan was skilled at using fire, so