The sudden cold wind interrupted Xiao Xiao's analysis and the strange glances that others were casting at Zheng Qing.
The financially strained student let out a heavy sigh of relief and shouted, "Wait a moment, let me change to a warmer charm first!"
Without waiting for the others to respond, he leapt up from his seat, took out a new Poor Quality Fu Lu (Poor Quality Magic Amulet), and quickly affixed it to the columns of the pavilion.
Behind him, Xin Fat Man swallowed the fried chicken in his mouth, guzzled down a beer with a glug, then muttered, "Damn it... It's not like there aren't good products, so much better to use a Standard Talisman. Always using these inferior talismans, who knows when they might just blow up in your face."