Taking the warehouse

In a courtyard of three buildings, a man in his forties was directing two servants to remove the mourning articles at this time.,In a bedroom of the main building, Fang Xing woke up. He struggled to move his stiff limbs and looked at the ancient and fragrant room with fear.,After half a day, Fang Xing was tired. Fang Juelin and Xiaobai also said they were tired, so he let him rest.。