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.,Fang Jue's body trembled, he clutched his heart and hurriedly ran towards the back with the maid.,Fang Xing's eyes rolled, and he put on a 'kind' smile, shaking his hand out to help them up. "Get up, I feel a little dizzy."。