Siheyuan: Even the Beasts Have More of a Conscience Than I Do

What the heck? Is this some kind of joke? How is this supposed to be a golden finger?

Li Bufan abruptly sat up in bed, covering his face as he cursed.

I'd transmigrated, and ended up in the world of Love in the Courtyard.

Worst of all, in my eighteen years, I hadn't had a single good day.

After all that, I finally awakened a golden finger, and it was just storage space?

My home is bare. What do I even need to store?

The more Li Bufan thought about it, the angrier he got.

Even getting enough to eat and wear was a struggle here.

What good is a space like this?

Li Bufan wondered to himself. Was he supposed to become a master thief...?