After Yashan, was there no China left? The land was shattered, and the people fled south, all the way to the ends of the sea.
Could the moon in a foreign land shine on those who longed for home? These are people forgotten by history: ministers, generals, soldiers, artisans, palace maids... After the empire fell, they crossed the oceans.
They faced dangers deadlier than Mongol cavalry: primeval forests, lethal viruses, and unknown civilizations. But they carried the accumulated wisdom of five thousand years and an unyielding spirit.
This is an epic tale of how the spark of civilization spread across a new world. This is no conquest, but a far-reaching journey of civilization, scattering the seeds of Huaxia in unknown soil and waiting for them to bloom.
When the Huaxia flag flies across the four oceans and is planted on all five continents, a new chapter begins: the Huaxia Empire on which the sun never sets! I will never regret being born Chinese!!!
