William Reed being a cuju player can also be confirmed, because along with him, there was also a leather ball that was a few sizes smaller than a modern soccer ball. Judging by its appearance, it looked quite similar to a modern soccer ball. Emily Carter searched online and found that it was almost the same as the ball shown in "Song Taizu Playing Cuju". In addition, the clothes William Reed was wearing had his position sewn on the back: "Ball Head". The glittering clerical script displayed the owner's identity.

All these things matched perfectly with the information found online, leaving Brian Ford no choice but to believe it. He could only accept this reality: someone like him, who had never been interested in sports, had actually met a soccer player from the Southern Song Dynasty under such circumstances.

As for the reason why William Reed came to this era, he himself couldn't explain it clearly. He only said that he was practicing cuju alone in the woods south of the city, and when he jumped up to do an aerial kick, he saw two suns in the sky as he faced upward, and when he fell, he found himself landing on an incredibly soft bed.

Brian Ford and Emily Carter couldn't make sense of it either, so they could only attribute it to a supernatural phenomenon.

"Wha-what... is... 'cao zi yan xin xiang'?" William Reed was trying to speak in Emily Carter's language, but it sounded very awkward.

"It's not 'cao zi yan xin xiang', it's 'chao—zi—ran—xian—xiang'." Emily Carter patiently explained to him, "It means things that we can't understand."

"Thank you, master, for your teaching! I-I understand now!" William Reed sat upright on the stool, looking like someone who had received good training and education.

"Mm, the fact that you actually fell into the modern era more than eight hundred years later can only be explained as a supernatural phenomenon." Emily Carter said, "It's now the year 2005 AD, not the 25th year of Shaoxing as you said. You've come to the future, and we are all people of the future. This is neither the Song Dynasty nor Lin'an, there is no Jin Dynasty to the north, and there is no war. This is China, the People's Republic of China, and China is unified, Jin is also a part of China now..."

It took a lot of effort for Emily Carter to finally explain to William Reed what kind of era he was in now.

"So... I actually ended up in the future more than eight hundred years later? I never thought the world would have changed so much... The elders always said that a day in heaven is a year on earth. I just jumped into the air, and when I landed, it was already more than eight hundred years later..." William Reed said seriously with his head down.

Emily Carter could barely hold back her laughter; this young man was just too adorable. After the initial chaos, she realized that this boy was actually quite handsome, with a heroic air about him—no wonder he was the star player of Qiyun Club.

"So now that he suddenly appeared in this era, what should we do? It seems like you don't have anywhere to go, right?" Brian Ford first asked Emily Carter, then turned to William Reed.

"Yes, I don't know where I should go..." William Reed lowered his head again and said dejectedly.

"We can't just send him to a shelter, can we? If you tell the staff that he's from the Southern Song Dynasty, they'll definitely send us to a mental hospital." Emily Carter didn't know what to do either.

"How about this. Let him live with me. After all, this house is so big, and it's lonely living here by myself. It'll be nice to have some company." Brian Ford said.

"Really?" Emily Carter looked at Brian Ford, and even William Reed lifted his head to look at Brian Ford.

"Of course it's true. So, um, Jian... you can live with me. Besides my and my parents' bedrooms, there are two empty rooms, both with beds—just put on some bedding and you can sleep there, it's very convenient. Emily Carter, help me tidy up a bit later, okay? Since you appeared in my house, I can't just leave you alone."

"That's great! Thank you, sir, for taking me in! I am endlessly grateful for your great kindness!" As soon as William Reed heard he had a place to stay, he immediately knelt on the ground, prostrated himself, and said loudly.

This startled both of them.

"Get up, get up! People don't talk like that in modern society. Don't kneel to people anymore, or they'll say you're a Japanese devil." Brian Ford hurriedly pulled William Reed up.

"Japanese... devil?" William Reed was puzzled.

"Yeah, Japanese devil is..." Brian Ford didn't really know how to explain it. Should he start with Japanese history? Other than the bits and pieces he picked up from games, he didn't know much. Should he start with the modern history of Sino-Japanese relations? That would take forever. "Japanese devil is... anyway, if you want to insult someone, just call them a Japanese devil. You can't go wrong with that."

"I understand, so it's an insulting term. I will remember it, but you two heroes are my saviors, so please accept my bow!" William Reed said, and without waiting for a response, knelt down and bowed again.

Brian Ford reached out to help, but this time William Reed refused to get up no matter what, insisting on finishing his bow, so they had no choice but to let him be.

"Are you really sure he's from the Southern Song? He looks more like a lost youth who's read too many martial arts novels..." Brian Ford whispered to Emily Carter.

"Do you know how people in ancient times spoke?"

"No..."

"Exactly, so you can't say he's not from ancient times just because he talks like that..."