"Uncle, wait for me! I want to go too."
Qin Yan caught up, her cheeks puffed out in anger.
Revenge, revenge.
Little flames flickered in the little girl's eyes.
Especially when she remembered what she had seen earlier, all those people bullying Younger Uncle, she grew even angrier.
The uncles of the Fu Family stared at the little thing who did not even reach the height of their legs.
"What would you go for? Those explosions won't be pleasant to hear."
Fu Yunshen pressed a hand against her little head. Qin Yan huffed and puffed, taking several steps in place like a little turtle flipped onto its shell, unable to move forward an inch.
So infuriating!
Fu Wenzi added, "Exactly. Little children shouldn't play with bombs."
If being forceful did not work, she would try being soft.
Qin Yan's eyes, still wet and red from crying, made her look like a little rabbit.
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"Hiss..."
Fu Yunshen and the others sucked in sharp breaths.
This little girl really was getting better and better at wrapping them around her finger.
"Let her come along."
Fu Wenli walked over and picked Qin Yan up.
"She'll have to face these dangers sooner or later. If she sees more of them, she won't be afraid in the future."
"Besides, they're only bombs. They can't even break through her defenses."
Since the Spiritual Qi Revival, conventional firearms and explosives, once highly lethal, had become largely ineffective against high-rank anomalies.
Some spirit-type anomalies in particular were outright immune to all physical attacks.
However, these weapons could still deal with some low-rank anomalies with physical bodies.
The same applied to humans.
The higher their level and cultivation realm, the less of a threat these weapons posed.
Qin Yan herself cultivated, and she was already at the