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.,Seeing this, Zuo Zuo pouted her lips and drooped her small head, listlessly leaning against his leg, her ears drooping as well, just like a discarded puppy.,Saying that, she wiped her eyes with her sleeve, looking sad yet strong.。