Hearing Tusk's words, Qin Yu felt very uncomfortable.
If he had attacked just now, Young Master Mo would not have had the chance to snatch the Vajra Ant's inner core, and Tusk and the others would not have been injured.
However, Qin Yu was even more clear in his heart that the root cause was still the existence of people like Young Master Mo.
They were used to bullying the lower class and treated human lives like grass. They were the initiators.
"Tusk, don't worry. I will definitely seek justice for you," Qin Yu said coldly.
Tusk naturally didn't take Qin Yu's words to heart. In his opinion, Qin Yu was just a newbie. He was just scared silly by the Vajra Ant just now.
"How are your injuries?" Qin Yu looked at Tusk and asked.
Tusk waved his hand. He took out the golden sore medicine and sprinkled it on his own wound.
"It's fine now. Such a small injury isn't worth mentioning," Tusk said.