How could Lu Chengfu be willing to give it back? Hearing Haozi's words, he panicked for fear that the rascal would suddenly grab it from him. He was still worried even after hiding the talisman in the safest place in his pocket, and he covered his chest and said, "Haozi, have a heart. You randomly threw this talisman to me back then. I didn't want it, yet you forced it on me. Since you gave it to me, it's mine."
Seeing the particularly spectacular regret on Haozi's face in front of him, Lu Chengfu continued to stab his good friend in the heart. "Besides, that rascal Wang Xuewen burned so many of the talismans; why aren't you making a fuss about that? You also didn't ask Chongying to return the talismans you gave him. In the end, don't you just covet my talisman? Want me to give it to you?" Lu Chengfu snorted. "No way! Over my dead body!"
