Zhao Douan sat casually on the steps, slicing a melon with a knife, and asked with a smile, "You seem to know a lot and have quite some courage. Did you study with your father? I heard from the old broker that your dad used to be an official? What kind of official? Doesn't quite look like it."
Du Shishi was baffled by his simple and innocent attitude; she thought this tenant seemed like a pampered young master who hadn't traveled far.
Well, considering there were no handmaidens or guards around, he probably wasn't from a wealthy family, maybe with some small fortune at home, unaware of dangers.
He had no sense of caution towards danger, acting like a "silly sweet."
