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.,"I'm actually the grandpa!" Fang Xing excitedly raised his thin right hand, wanting to take a bite and see if he was dreaming.,Next, Fang Xing tested the ability to bring things in and out. Sure enough, after a thought, he could bring things out and also bring things in.。