Three hundred and fifty-seven, underground base

Glancing at the spot where the eight mutant werewolves had emerged, Lu Hanmo took out a special rope and bound the werewolves, handing them over to the warriors.

"Watch them, I'm going down to investigate," Lu Hanmo commanded the crowd. With his rope in place, he wasn't worried about the werewolves attacking the people. What concerned him now was the possibility of others like them still below.

"Instructor, let us go with you. It's too dangerous for you to go alone."

The warriors looked at Lu Hanmo, awaiting his order. Although the instructor was formidable, he was still one person. He could take on eight, but what if there were dozens or hundreds more below?

"Hold your positions!" Lu Hanmo said sternly without giving the crowd a chance to argue and agilely jumped into the hole that the eight mutant werewolves had dug out. This hole was not originally there; it had been excavated by the werewolves using their hands.