Inside the main hall, Zhou Zhou sat on the ground, using both hands and feet to tightly grasp Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's head was smooth, but she wore a tattered Daoist robe, washed white, with patches everywhere, looking just like a little beggar.,Li Yuanming was swayed by her, almost stumbling. He steadied himself and said firmly, "No!",If it weren't for the fact that the Daoist temple was truly struggling to stay afloat, he wouldn't have been willing to let his young disciple leave.。