"What is the outside world?"
"The outside world is..."
This question wasn't easy to answer, because the Big Tiger's understanding seemed rather limited.
Fang Che stammered for quite a while before finally making the Big Tiger understand: the outside world is a completely different world from this one.
Understood.
A glimmer of understanding flashed in the Big Tiger's eyes, "So, does that mean you don't belong to this world and need to go back?"
"Yes."
Yan Beihan said, "When the time comes, we have to return."
"How long is that?"
"Eight years,"
The Big Tiger asked again, "What is eight years?"
This question left both of them stunned: What is eight years? Such an easy question, yet so difficult to explain.
After much lip service, Yan Beihan suddenly had an idea: "Eight years is more than two thousand sunrises and sunsets."
The Big Tiger understood.
The look in the Big Tiger's eyes was filled with disdain and contempt as it gazed at the two of them.
