Where is this? He muttered, his voice hoarse.
There were vague shouts not far away, mixed with dialects that he could barely understand.
Several pedestrians wearing Song Dynasty clothes passed by and looked at him curiously.
Su Yifeng's heart skipped a beat, and a ridiculous idea emerged uncontrollably.
He held his forehead, trying to calm down, and forced himself to observe the buildings and pedestrians around him.
The writing on the flags, the buns of pedestrians, the styles of the shops on the streets... Everything pointed to an era that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
"... The second year of Chongning... There has been some unrest in Beijing recently..." Intermittent conversations floated into his ears.
The second year of Chongning!
AD 1102! Song Huizong!
