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.,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.,Xiao Quan clenched his fist, a storm brewing in his heart.。