Inside the main hall, Zhouzhou sat on the ground, using both her hands and feet to tightly grip Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's head was shiny bald, but she wore a patched-up, faded Taoist robe that looked like it belonged to a beggar.,The junior brother smiled and looked at him, without pointing it out, smiling but saying nothing.,Zuo Zuo instantly reacted, it must be because she was destined to be poor.。