"Master, please don't drive me down the mountain. I can't bear to leave you. Please, master!",Recalling the past, Li Yuanming sighed with heartache and shook his head. His gaze fell on his younger brother holding a cracked bowl in his hands. The rice soup inside contained only a few scattered grains of rice. His resolve strengthened, he suppressed the urge to hug his young apprentice and comfort him, instead hardening his face and saying, "No, you're grown up now. It's time for you to go down the mountain.",Li Yuanming snorted and said stubbornly, "Who says I'm not as good as her I am her master!"。