C354 Master Fang

0354 Master Fang

The days of the rich were different. Living in a mansion with someone taking care of their daily life was really enviable.

Master Fang was in his forties, with a goatee, and dressed in a black daoist robe. Sitting on the sofa in the living room with his legs crossed and a pair of small glasses, he looked around the room and could not help but mutter in his heart