"We're hungry too!" Li Yuanming said sadly, "You eat five meals a day, eight bowls each! You're going to eat us out of house and home!","Okay!" Zhūzhū's crying stopped abruptly, her hands and feet loosened, and she sprang to her feet with a clatter. A radiant smile spread across her face, leaving no trace of her previous tears. "Thank you, Master. I'll go pack my things now.","Good disciple, since you are so eager, Master will now entrust the important task of restoring the Daoist temple to you. Come on, Master believes in you!"。