Their research into the formation at the bottom of the pool yielded little.
Most of it was pinned beneath the turtle shell.
But if they moved the shell away, the formation would no longer be able to hold down the spatial rift.
In the end, they could only wrap things up with regret.
Fu Wenzi and Fu Nanshan took their soundly sleeping little niece home.
Qin Yan opened her eyes. Huh? How was she home already?
The little girl sat up and rubbed her chin, pondering for a moment.
Before she could reach a conclusion, the delicious smell of food rushed into her mind first.
So Qin Yan threw back the covers, climbed out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and ran downstairs.
She was in such a rush that it was as though she would miss out on the food a second later.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Fu Wenzi said, "Oh, our little foodie woke up all on her own?"
"Third Uncle!"
The little foodie wasn't just greedy for food. She was outrageously bold, too.
She jumped straight down from upstairs.
"Catch me! Third Uncle, catch me!"
Fu Wenzi: ...
He scooped up the hefty little girl in one sweep of his arm.
He gave her bottom a smack that was neither hard nor light.
"You've certainly got some nerve! Who taught you to come downstairs like that?"
Qin Yan patted her little chest, brimming with confidence. "Don't worry. I won't fall."
"Jinbao, Jixiang, and Jelly all caught me before."
Well, then. So this wasn't even her first time doing it.
Qin Yan nimbly hopped out of his arms and trotted over to sit beside her grandfather, looking perfectly well-behaved.
Only her eyes remained fixed longingly on the food on the table as she waited for the meal to