Nine Dragon Mountain

"That's all right, we can earn more money if we run out. But you're still obsessed with money! No matter how much we earn, it won't be enough. Even the incense in our ancestral temple has dwindled!",Hearing this, Li Yuanming felt a pang of sadness. He sighed softly and patted her head, "Don't be afraid, Master has already contacted your Uncle Mingtong. He is doing well now. Follow him, you will never go hungry.",She saw the ancestral tablet in her master's room when she was little, it was gleaming with gold, so beautiful. How come it's now dusty and drab。