However, even though things had reached this point, Liu Ergou was still as composed as ever.
"Oh, that's on you for not recognizing its value. What does that have to do with me?" Liu Ergou said.
"A sachet might not be a precious item, but it contains my sentiment. I..."
Before Liu Ergou could finish his sentence, Li Chuan was already doubled over with laughter.
"Hahaha, enough! Stop talking, you country bumpkin, you're killing me!" he howled. "It contains your sentiment? Then why don't you just pick up a bone off the street and make a necklace? Wouldn't that be cheaper and ward off all insects? That's hilarious! And the nerve to say *I* don't recognize its value, that's just too much! If I were you..."
