Yang Zhang ought to give Xi Feng a weapon of some sort. 'At least a weapon, something like my gauntlet gun. Maybe I can give him something to arm himself.'
"Xi Feng, do you have something to arm yourself? What kind of weapon do you use to hunt?" Yang Zhang asked.
"Uhh, the only thing I'm adept with is this, Brother Zhang," Xi Feng went to the kitchen and returned with an ax. "Everyone in this village is either adept at using an axe or sickle. Because we're either hunter, farmer, or lumberjack."
"I see, so your weapon of choice is an axe," Yang Zhang remembered that he had seen a unique axe from that blacksmith in the human settlement.
Yang Zhang wasn't adept at using any close-range weapon, and he didn't have the strength to wield one either.
But Xi Feng could survive, even hunted many weird animals in the forest with only an axe, so he was definitely good at using it.
