An American man whose future research major is East Asian studies, was having a heart palpitation when he was due for his thesis on the Tang Dynasty vassal rule. His vision went dark, and he fell over without even taking a sip of the freshly brewed coffee.
When he woke up, he found himself lying on a bed in a cramped hut.
The Asian man who pushed open the door saw him waking up and muttered a lot of words excitedly. He couldn't understand a word of it, but he could tell from the clothes that it was ancient China.
After getting out of bed, he touched the bricks, lifted the water container and inspected the bottom. He confirmed the manufacturing process in the increasingly weird (crazy) eyes of the visitor.
It seems to be the Sui and Tang time periods.
... Like, not, a prank.
The man was confused.
While trying to integrate into life, he kept a burning passion for research as a lover of East Asian culture. He worked hard to learn ancient Chinese and often helped the village work in the fields. However, as he became more and more harmonious with the villagers, what he didn't know was-
What he wore was the Three of Swords, not the authentic ancient Chinese one he thought it was.
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The three swordsmen brigade of American men are flying around.
Hui became friends with the Mingjiao knights and was almost arrested as a Hu merchant spy; Hui thought this was a normal world until he saw Tiance's patrol officers glowing red and driving away people from the Jianghu, until he saw his Mingjiao friends soar into the sky.
... Science, goddess of science, give me another hand.
Purpose: Respect cultural diversity