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.","What do you think" Li Yuanming gave her a reproachful glance.,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."。