As the cold night wind blew, Xiao Quan shivered. This Qin Xiu, though magnificent, offered no warmth and was far less practical than a down jacket.,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!,"In my past life, I was knowledgeable but had no use for it in the 21st century! All I could do was be a nine-to-five manager at a museum!"。