Taking the warehouse

To observe filial piety for three years is something that every dutiful son should do. But Fang Xing, who moved out of the Fang Residence and to a small farm on the outskirts of Beiping, was very happy because he had been living in a daze and didn't need to follow those complicated rituals.,On Fang Xing's right arm, a very noticeable anchor pattern stood out. Fang Xing’s eyes narrowed, and he took a bite out of it.,Fang Xing was a little afraid. He walked his hands and feet to the door of a warehouse, and with one push, the door opened.。