On the first day when I traveled back in time and became a female reporter in the Republic of China, I was forced to report on the marriage of warlords.
In the wedding hall, where the red candles were burning, the bride suddenly pulled off her hijab and pointed a gun at the groom: "I don't want to get married! I want to go to France to find Duke Zhou!"
The next day my report shocked the whole country, but the editor-in-chief handed over a hit list:
"Congratulations, you have been listed as their number one target for silence."
In this era, it really takes blood and fire to seal the truth.
