Emily Carter looked up at the ceiling. There wasn’t a single trace of damage, let alone a hole from something falling through. “Hey, Little Brian, are you dreaming? How could that be possible?”

　　“Why would I lie to you?” Brian Ford said irritably. “He really did fall from the sky. I was lying on my bed reading…” Brian Ford suddenly realized he couldn’t let Emily Carter know what he was reading, and his eyes involuntarily darted to the comic book on the floor.

　　Emily Carter clearly noticed too. She followed Brian Ford’s awkward gaze and then saw a cover that made her blush. “Well, well! Brian Ford! You’re actually reading this kind of stuff! Just wait till Uncle calls home—I’ll tell on you!” Emily Carter snatched the book from the floor, moving faster than Brian Ford, leaving him grabbing at thin air.

　　“Uh… no, I was just studying adolescent physiological changes… Um, I didn’t understand what the teacher said in today’s health class, so I was reviewing…” Brian Ford made up an excuse on the spot.

　　“Liar! This stuff is obviously…” Emily Carter couldn’t finish her sentence. “And there wasn’t even a health class today!”

　　“Ah!” The unfamiliar boy on the bed suddenly cried out.

　　Both of them turned their attention to him.

　　The boy looked around in panic, then babbled something at them. Brian Ford didn’t understand a single word, but Emily Carter’s expression became a bit unnatural.

　　“Hey, what’s he saying? Japanese? Korean? Or some otherworldly language?” Brian Ford knew Emily Carter had figured it out, so he nudged her.

　　“Well… maybe it’s best described as classical Chinese with a regional dialect accent…” Emily Carter put her hand on her chin, thinking about how to phrase it.

　　“Classical Chinese with a dialect accent?” Brian Ford thought that sounded really strange.

　　“Yeah, it’s kind of like the way people talk in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but not exactly the same. I can barely understand some of it.” Emily Carter said, frowning.

　　“So what’s he saying?”

　　“He’s asking where this place is, and who we are… That’s basically it.”

　　“I want to ask who he is!” Brian Ford snapped. “He suddenly appears in someone else’s house, falls from the sky, and then…” Brian Ford suddenly felt embarrassed and decided not to say more. “…and then he actually asks us who we are first! Translate for me—tell him, if he wants to know who we are, he has to introduce himself first.”

　　“I’m not a translator…” Emily Carter retorted.

　　“You are now!” Brian Ford straightened his back and put on the air of a high official, bossing Emily Carter around.

　　Emily Carter thought for a moment, then began trying to communicate with the boy.

　　“He says his name is William Reed, courtesy name Yifei. He’s from Lin’an… Lin’an?”

　　“Is there a city called Lin’an in China?” Brian Ford thought either Emily Carter had misheard, or the boy was making it up.

　　“As far as I know, there really was a place called Lin’an in Chinese history—Southern Song Lin’an… Southern Song?!” Both Emily Carter and Brian Ford were stunned.

　　“Hey, Emily Carter, you’re not joking, right? You’re saying this guy called Jian is from the Southern Song…” Brian Ford finally blurted out.

　　“Are you doubting my Chinese and history skills?” Emily Carter was the top student in the class—if anyone was above suspicion, it was her.

　　The boy started babbling again, which annoyed Brian Ford. “Tell him to keep it down and speak more slowly.”

　　“He looks really panicked…”

　　“No kidding. If you suddenly dropped into the Northern Song from here, wouldn’t you be panicked?” Brian Ford rolled his eyes.

　　“Then why do you, Little Brian, seem so calm already?”

　　“Oh, stuff like this happens all the time in online novels~” Brian Ford shrugged, looking completely unfazed. He was always reading YY novels online, so his mental fortitude was naturally a bit stronger.

　　After a flurry of chaotic communication, Brian Ford and the others had a rough idea of what had happened and learned the boy’s identity. After a period of adjustment, they were able to communicate simply.

　　There was no doubt that William Reed was from Lin’an in the Southern Song, because the clothes he was wearing matched the style of that era—though Emily Carter didn’t really know, she had to look it up online using Brian Ford’s computer. Plus, he spoke with a Jiangsu-Zhejiang accent, which was why Brian Ford initially thought it was Japanese. As for his identity, that was something neither Brian Ford nor Emily Carter had expected.

　　To put it in modern terms, he was a soccer player… According to his own introduction, before coming here, he had been a member of a very famous local cuju organization (football club)—Qiyun Society. Neither Brian Ford nor Emily Carter had ever heard of Qiyun Society, but luckily Brian Ford’s family had a computer with internet access, so they looked it up right away. It turned out that Qiyun Society was a very famous cuju organization during the Southern Song period. They had strict rules and regulations, selected and trained players to participate in matches or cuju performances, much like a modern football club. Qiyun Society was also known as Yuan Society, and at the time there was a saying: “When it comes to elegance, none surpass Yuan Society,” and “Everyone says Qiyun is the top club, Sanjin alone vies for first.” This shows the status of Qiyun Society in society at the time. And William Reed was the top ball leader of Qiyun Society—in modern terms, the “top striker,” the star player.