Tang Xinyang's butler had an ugly face. He handed a pack of ice politely to the young man whose beautiful face had a violet bruising mark on his left cheek. There were even traces of blood on the young man's swollen lips.
The butler looked away since it was impolite to stare at this influential figure.
Five cars surrounded two main cars of their hosts. They were outside the Xiong Building and the cars were parked at the side of the road.
Lu Yin Ze's slender brows were furrowed as he lightly applied the ice pack on his bruised cheek. He wanted to ask many questions but his swollen cheeks and torn mouth made it hard for him to speak.
Finally, the culprit approached him and bowed ninety-five degrees.
"I am so sorry for hitting you so suddenly!" Tang Xinyang said with a guilty face.
Lu Yin Ze's guards also sported bruises on their bodies and faces. They stared vigilantly at the Amazon who was now bowing down in apology to their master.
