"There is, but..."
Faced with Fu Qian's rather unexpected question, Wen Li's expression turned a little odd, but she still nodded.
She didn't hesitate. The next moment, she quickly pulled something out and handed it to him.
Not bad. She'd put some thought into it.
Fu Qian glanced at it and immediately understood what had made her look odd just now. It was palm-sized and exquisitely made—and it was a gun.
Even with specially prepared ammunition, a weapon like this clearly wouldn't add much to the combat power of a Fourth-Order Transcendent.
Wen Li might not be able to match his former self, but even a casual attack from her in her current state would be devastating.
What's more, Fu Qian could tell with complete certainty that the gun had not a trace of supernatural energy about it.
"Very clever!"
Wen Li seemed a little embarrassed, but Fu Qian accepted the gun without the slightest hesitation and even praised her quite naturally.
At the same time, he had already pulled out the magazine.
As expected, ordinary ammunition, all of the most common caliber. The magazine wasn't even full.
Weapons suited to a Fourth-Order Transcendent were certainly valuable, but given Wen Li's family background, even if she couldn't get her hands on one, something a little less impressive shouldn't be a problem.
In fact, the slender pendant disappearing into the neckline of her fair, graceful neck struck Fu Qian as quite interesting. It was probably for self-defense.
The fact that her offensive weapon was so crude was clearly a deliberate choice.
"Considering the nature of the operation, I thought this might be more suitable."
Having earned his praise, Wen Li seemed delighted to have found someone who appreciated her choice. She smiled and explained.
"Choosing what suits the situation instead