The man with the mustache jumped down from the wall.
He walked in front of Qin Yu and rolled his eyes. "You're already injured, and you still have the mood to ask this?"
How could Qin Yu listen to all this? He said anxiously, "Are the things ready or not?"
The mustache man shook his head. "It's not that simple. I'm still lacking material. I need you to go with me."
"But looking at you now... I'm afraid you won't be able to go." The mustache man spread his hands and said.
Qin Yu frowned and said, "You need me to go with you? Why?"
The mustache man said seriously, "I need your constitution."
Qin Yu immediately fell into silence. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go with you now."
"If you go now, you're going to die." The mustache man shook his head and said.
"Even if you're at your peak condition, you may still get seriously injured. In this state, you'll definitely die."