343. Leftover food

The meeting's agenda was interrupted by Zhen Yangzi, steering the discussion towards the direction of "Golden Body Level Werewolves."

The attendees were no fools. With only a slight startle, they invariably glanced at Lu Li's legs, realizing the reason for this diversion.

The issue was of great importance, and everyone immediately assumed a more formal posture, engaging in earnest discussion:

"Werewolves of such subhuman species are few and far between in Shen Zhou; we must look to the Outer Lands."

"There are a few werewolf mercenaries at the major trading ports... but their grades are generally low."

"In those few Stan Countries in the Westernmost Lands, there seems to be a Werewolf Lord of the Golden Body Level."

"That's it! The 'White-eyed Tiger' who escaped from Zuo Gong's grasp years ago was a Golden Body Level Werewolf!"

In Shen Zhou, werewolves were rare, and Golden Body Level werewolves even less likely to exist.