Taking the warehouse

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.,The middle-aged man, excited, rushed to help Fang Xing up and said, "Master, you've been in a daze for three years, of course you would be dizzy!","I'm actually the grandpa!" Fang Xing excitedly raised his thin right hand, wanting to take a bite and see if he was dreaming.。