Wan Dan heard of his friend's death and went to express his condolences with a heavy heart.
Many people came and went, and the house was crowded. Among the mourners was the celebrated knight-errant, Chen Zun. Having presented numerous gifts, he could not help but assume the air of a benefactor.
When it was Wan Dan's turn to pay tribute, he slowly produced a bolt of thin silk from his bag and placed it on the table before the catafalque. He said in a low voice, "Though this cloth is of little monetary value, I wove it myself. Every thread signifies how much I miss you."
Upon hearing this, Chen Zun flushed with embarrassment and promptly left under the pretext of urgent business.