"Outside?" Huan Xingzi's words immediately startled the Grand Secretary.
He couldn't help but recall a legend that had been passed down for many years, which claimed that this world had been specially created by the First Emperor, and that there was an even vaster world beyond it.
"So there really is an outside world, yet I have no idea what it truly looks like."
"Outside is much larger than here, but it is also far more dangerous." Huan Xingzi did not wish to elaborate on this topic, since they were but a group of failures, now only able to hide here.
"Do you have any other questions?" Huan Xingzi asked.
The Grand Secretary shook his head, feeling that everything that happened today had overturned his understanding. The once exalted Imperial Family had been wiped out, and the rumors of the outside world were confirmed for the first time by the presence of this youth who bore the First Emperor's bloodline. It all made him feel as though he was in the midst of a myth.
