To die or to live (2)

Clang. 

The sound of something dropping on the floor followed by a startled yelp echoed in the Duan house. 

Sun Yahui looked at the mess in front of him and then glanced at his foot which was bleeding. His eyes were filled with a murderous gaze as he raised his hand and slapped the mer in front of him. 

"Are you trying to kill me, is that what you are trying to do? How dare you drop this vase in front of me?" He scolded the server of the Duan house who covered his cheeks and lowered his head. He really did not know what happened just now, he was walking carefully with the new vase that the Second Master of the Duan family had purchased but then, he ended up dropping the vase without any rhyme or reason. 

His hand suddenly became numb and he could not hold the vase anymore and ended up dropping it on the feet of Sun Yahui who was coming out of his room.