The Monster of Time Travel Is Poisonous

I somehow traveled to ancient times and met a beautiful man. The beautiful man is very evil, the beautiful man is very licentious, and the beautiful man has very strong martial arts skills, which makes me panic. He is the leader of the Demon Cult who is famous in the martial arts world; I am an excellent employee of the Demon Cult. He, a martial arts master with tremendous combat power; I, a scumbag with less than five defenses. Let me ask, why is it that I am the one who stands at the forefront of the storm every time? No thought, no forgetfulness, only a thousand lines of tears... What kind of waves will a powerful monster and a happy bastard create? Traveling through time is risky, so be careful when meeting others!