"Brother Yu! Keep calm!"
"Brother Yu, don't fall for his trap! In your current state, you can't beat him!"
"Yeah, Brother Yu, we'll help you back to the sickroom!"
A group of Level A security guards were clinging tightly to Qin Yu, believing that under these circumstances, if Qin Yu clashed with Liu Yupan, he would certainly be at a disadvantage.
"Alright... alright... I'll go rest. Once I'm better, I'll definitely kill that trash!"
After Qin Yu's "fierce words," two Level A security guards helped him return to the sickroom.
"Zhou Yang, you stay behind, help me out!"
After lying down on the bed, Qin Yu addressed one of the Level A security guards.
"Brother Yu, what do you need?"
The Level A security guard named Zhou Yang asked with respect.