"Don't cry, I just want you to go down the mountain to gain some experience. I'm not sending you away." Seeing her little apprentice crying so pitifully, Li Yuanming also felt a twinge of sympathy. His gaze fell on her bald head and he patted it gently, then sighed with regret, wishing he hadn't done it in the first place.,"Alright, then let me go down the mountain. Whether I become a beggar begging for food or starve on the streets later, I won't implicate my master. Becoming a spirit would be even better; I could stay by my master's side forever and wouldn't need to eat.",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."。