I Traveled to the Republic of China and Was Marked by a Bigoted Man.

Wen Jing accidentally traveled to a village. The night he arrived, the village was being robbed by bandits. In panic, Wen Jing met an injured man in an abandoned Taoist temple. The man's body was stained with blood, his clothes were torn, and he fell to the side with a weak breath. Wen Jing approached and pulled out a piece of clothing from his body to bandage his wound. The night wind howled in the ruined temple, and through the weak moonlight outside the door, the kerosene lamp burning inside the temple made Wen Jing half-knelt on the ground, trembling slightly as it wrapped around his chest. Suddenly, a pair of cloudy and bloodshot eyes opened. Wen Jing's wrist was grasped by a strong force. A gloomy vigilance flashed through the other person's falcon-like eyes, staring at Wen Jing as if a hole had been carved out of him. Under the gaze of those narrow and sinister eyes, Wen Jing felt a rush of heat all over his body, and a strong fragrance of roses filled the temple. He felt something running around his body, which he could not express in words. The man was startled when he saw this, with unnoticeable surprise in his eyes, and then his hands hidden under his sleeves tightened. Afterwards, Wen Jing learned that he had traveled to an imaginary era similar to the Republic of China, and was the half-brother of the president of the Haichuan City Chamber of Commerce. He had been a real and fake young master for many years, and he had just been taken back this time. The Wen family in Haichuan City was extremely wealthy. The young master was taken back. Wen Yuesheng specially organized a reception banquet for his younger brother. At the banquet, a tall man wearing a warlord uniform had a dignified look and glanced at him deeply while holding a red wine glass. Wen Jing was stunned, it was the man in the shabby Taoist temple. He was too drunk and was slightly tipsy. He walked away from the banquet. Wen Jing's eyes were floating and he felt that everything he saw was speckled. The feeling he had in the Taoist temple reappeared. There was a faint scent of roses floating around, and he pressed the back of his neck unbearably. "Haha." There was a slow chuckle behind him. Wen Jing was unsteady and fell into a hug. The corners of his eyes were blurred. He saw the man's handsome and delicate facial features dazzling in front of his eyes, and there was a heavy white sandalwood fragrance in the air. The man seemed to understand. He raised his hand and reached into the back of Wenjing's neck. In an instant, the sandalwood scent spread to the sky and the earth, rushing in. Wenjing's body seemed to be wrapped in something and sank into a vast ocean. "The scent of roses." Wen Jing was pushed against the wall and was vaguely commented like this. The man's low voice mixed with the scent of sandalwood. Wen Jing's consciousness collapsed and he gradually became addicted... When I woke up, I realized that the person I met that day was the warlord commander Fu Qi, who could make the sea and rivers move three times with a shake of his feet. The one who survived was the second uncle of the Wen brothers. And he just happened to break into Fu Qi's secret last night. He may be in trouble for the rest of his life. Original copywriting, screenshots have been taken for evidence (theft will be prosecuted) 2025/7/16 PS: The fictional world of the Republic of China/Practice your skills and find your feelings Haicheng was changed to Haichuan City (2025/7/23) Purpose: Love can withstand the long years