Nine Dragon Mountain

Recalling past events, Li Yuanming shook his head with pain and grief. His gaze fell upon his younger brother's hands holding a chipped bowl. The rice soup inside contained only a few grains of rice, which made his resolve even stronger. He forced down the urge to hug his apprentice and comfort him, instead adopting a stern expression and saying, "No, you've grown up now, it's time for you to leave the mountain.",Seeing this, Zuo Zuo pouted her lips and drooped her small head, listlessly leaning against his leg. Her ears also hung down, just like a discarded puppy.,Hearing this, Li Yuanming felt a pang of sadness. He sighed softly and patted her head, "Don't be afraid, Master has already contacted your Uncle Mingtong. He is doing well now. Follow him, you will never go hungry."。