Summary: Meng Xing was on his way to send the result of his investigation for his client when suddenly he was hit by a car, and he died on the spot. When he opened his eyes again, he didn't expect to travel in the past, and this time, he became a young master of a wealthy family. What's more, this young master is actually gay, and was arranged to be engaged to another man! Five years later, just as Meng Xing thought that he will be marrying in a week, the other side forcefully broke up the engagement! He is now free! ... Lin Ze has been excellent since he was young. Not only he is proficient in six arts, but he is even better in martial arts. So, when he was sixteen, he went to jianghu to make his name. But, what he didn't expect before he left was him getting engaged. Five years later, his elder brother called him back to the capital and asked him a favor. What seemingly a familiar capital has actually greatly changed beyond his recognition. It all started with his change of career, which he thought was only temporary. He didn't know that his life would also be changed, and permanently. P(r)etty detective and deeply hidden prince shou x top fighter and wealthy young master gong!
The man stood there silently, staring at them. No one could read the expression on his face.
"Eh? What's wrong - ?" Ke Lin asked when he saw that Meng Xing suddenly stopped. He turned and looked at where Meng Xing was looking, only to exclaim in surprise. "Holy -! Is that a ghost?!" he asked and jumped in fright. "No… how long has he been there?!" he asked as his eyes narrowed, raising his guard. He knows that the man in white is not a ghost but a living person. However, he is on guard because he can't gauge the man's level.
The man saw that they noticed him. Then, a smile appeared on his face. "Hello." He greeted them as he walked towards them. "Are you fellow travelers?" he asked them.
"'travelers'?" Ke Lin muttered, taken aback. So this person is actually a traveler? An ordinary person that is why he can't sense his level of strength? He thought as his brows knitted. He felt that there was something wrong here, but he couldn't put a finger on it.