Shi Li stared at the gun in her small palm. It barely took up half the space, and she found it fascinating.
'Can a little thing like this actually be lethal?'
It wasn't just small; the body of the gun was also very stylish.
Instead of the usual pitch-black frame, it had a black and gold color scheme, with the delicate outline of a butterfly traced in gold.
It was truly exquisite.
It immediately captured Shi Li's attention.
"Go on, try it out. You can use anything here."
"Just don't point it at me." Shi Li didn't know when Heige had picked up this sense of humor, but it made her struggle to keep from laughing.
'He was so strict just a moment ago.'
'It feels like Heige is developing a split personality!'
"Press here to fire." Heige steadied Shi Li's hand, guiding her finger to show her how to use the unusual pistol.
Shi Li didn't hesitate. Gripping the small weapon, she aimed at the target on the wall and pulled the trigger.
