Seeing that she suddenly stopped talking, Yin Hua looked at her in confusion.
Zhouzhou puffed out her cheeks, looking displeased, staring at him silently, with eyes full of grievance.
Yin Hua belatedly realized, his eyes widening, "You've been setting up stalls on the street?"
Zhouzhou raised her chin, holding up three fingers. "Yes! Since I was four!"
Yin Hua: "..."
He gave Li Yuanming a speechless glance and couldn't help but mutter, "What kind of master are you!"
Really, allowing a four-year-old disciple to sell things on the street? Shameless!
Li Yuanming retorted, "What else could I do? Who else could afford to support her?"
With her poor luck and appetite, she'd bankrupt anyone's household.
He was standing there, not knowing what it felt like!
Yin Hua, unaware of the full story, began to understand just how unreliable Li Yuanming was.
Not a good person, at all.