The Taoist temple stood tall and imposing, but its sides were lined with withered yellow leaves. The air was silent all around, yet a plaintive cry suddenly pierced the stillness.,At this moment, she looked up at Li Yuanming, letting out a dry wail with her mouth wide open, trying hard to squeeze out a few tears. Her chubby face was full of sadness, and she stared at him pitifully with her lips pursed.,Upon hearing these words, Zuo Zuo felt even more guilty and whispered, "Master, is there no room for discussion"。