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.,The moon was shining on the ground. Xiao Quan shook his head. If he hadn't traveled through time, he would be at a KTV right now, singing and drinking. How wonderful that would have been!,This era of the Wei Dynasty, he had never heard of it, and it was far less prosperous than the ancient times of China. There is room for improvement.。