"These?"
The witch followed Zheng Qing's gaze towards her own wrist, casually took off something, and tossed it into the warlock's hand: "A few Haha Beads, a little novelty my cousin gave me for Christmas... an ancient alchemy puppet... If you encounter a tricky but not too powerful opponent in the hunting ground, throw them, and they can turn into alchemy puppets to help entangle the enemy. But don't hold out too much hope; their resistance to magic is limited, far inferior to your Minotaur. I even think Furry Bean could take on three of them at once."
Zheng Qing shook the few pale-golden small round beads in his palm, weighed them, and felt they had some heft. Upon closer inspection, they seemed like little figures curled up together, laughing heartily.
No wonder they're called 'Haha Beads.'
