The man held a folding fan—an affectation of elegance—and was accompanied by a servant.
When the scholar bumped into him, he knocked the fan right out of the man's hand and onto the ground.
It was an expensive fan. The ribs were made of jade, and the leaf was painted with distant green mountains, freely soaring cranes, and white clouds drifting over the peaks, creating a scene of profound and boundless tranquility.
With a soft SNAP, one of the jade ribs broke.
"How dare you! Where did a scoundrel like you come from, breaking my lord's fan? This fan is his lordship's favorite, and it was incredibly expensive. How could a poor, shabby scholar like you possibly afford to replace it?"
Upon hearing this, the scholar swallowed the apology on the tip of his tongue. Instead, he started fighting with the manservant.
