Yu Wei had someone skin the wolves.
These wolves were mutants, two to three times the size of normal wolves, so their pelts were quite large.
By winter, these wolf pelts would definitely be useful.
He then walked up to Luo Baomiao, his eyes cold as he stared at her, "How did you bring these wolves here?"
Luo Baomiao's eyes were red, her face somewhat pale, "I didn't, I didn't bring the wolves here."
"I was just feeling upset and wanted to take a walk nearby to clear my mind when I suddenly saw several pairs of wolf eyes in the darkness."
"I was afraid they would attack everyone, so I called out."
"Then they started attacking me, and I called for help."
Earlier, Luo Baomiao had already organized her thoughts, having decided how to explain herself.
Though it was her wandering off that made the wolves follow her scent, she knew people here would definitely blame her if she said that.
But swapping the concept was a different matter entirely.
