Super Uncle

Xiao Quan's brows furrowed. Clearly, being thrown next to horse manure was a stark contrast to the splendor of the red lanterns and candles, yet here it was.,After being blown by the cold wind, Xiao Quan's understanding of the world he was in gradually became clearer.,Xiao Quan worked at the Bo Guan for many years and majored in history during his university days, so he knows all about the dynasties of past eras like the back of his hand.。