Inside the main hall, Zhouzhou sat on the ground, using both her hands and feet to tightly hold onto Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's forehead was smooth, but she wore a worn-out Taoist robe that had been washed white and was patched up everywhere, making her look like a little beggar.,Saying that, she wiped her eyes with her sleeve, looking sad yet strong.,"Okay!" Zuozuo's sobs stopped abruptly. Her hands and feet relaxed, and she sprang to her feet in a flash. A brilliant smile spread across her face, erasing all trace of tears. "Thank you, Master. I'll go pack my things now."。