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.,If he had known this beforehand, he wouldn't have competed with the bald donkey next door for disciples!,After finishing, she took off running to her room with her short little legs.。