Seeing her outfit, Li Yuanming twitched the corner of his mouth, “Chu Chu, you’re born unlucky with money, destined to be poor. Give up, don’t even think about it.”,He walked over and handed her a dusty statue, identical to the people in the main hall.,Looking at his little apprentice's teary eyes, Li Yuanming felt a pang of reluctance. In the end, he patted her shoulder and said, "Go down the mountain. Remember to find your Master Mingtong, he will take care of you."。