Although he was domineering and arrogant, the young master had red lips and white teeth, delicate features, and smooth, fair skin. Coupled with his luxurious clothing, he was like a walking gold mine. It was unclear which family's pampered and noble young master he was, someone whom people would not dare to take lightly.
Assistant Zhao, too, was a man who had rolled through the ranks of officialdom. Seeing the haughty demeanor of this pretty-faced young master, he dared not act rashly, saying with feigned fierceness but inward timidity, "You, which family's child are you, do you know where you are, to be causing trouble here? Considering your youth, this official will not be pedantic with you. Go back to wherever you came from."
