Mingxia turned around and gave a slight movement of expression.
She saw a staff member, leading Fang Tang and Fan Song, rushing over hurriedly.
Both of them looked utterly disheveled.
Fang Tang's glasses were broken, barely held together with tape.
Fan Song, however, had a swollen forehead, glistening and resembling a Unihorn Dragon.
Their faces were filled with indignation, gloomy as if about to drip water.
On seeing them, Mingxia knew that they had been involved in a rough altercation and had suffered a loss.
She was shocked, anyone who resorted to violence at Jingshui Villa would ask for trouble and face punishment.
It was well-known that Young Master Ming Tai was a man of great taste, who detested violence.
What in the world happened?
Not only did Mingxia notice the misfortunes of Fang Tang and Fan Song, but other people had also seen their sorry state.
Seeing the wretched state of Fang Tang, Mingxia immediately felt annoyed.