It's truly troublesome that my werewolf constitution can be detected so easily. This is bound to cause a great deal of inconvenience in the future... Glen couldn't help but feel a sense of distress welling up within him.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. In silence, he began to manipulate the dispersed werewolf venom within his body, gathering and compressing it.

Eventually, he compressed it to the size of a single cell and concealed it within one of his red blood cells.

When he looked at Baiyi again, the vampire's eyes gradually widened, as if he had witnessed a ghost.

"What... what have you done?!" Baiyi asked in a trembling voice.

"What's the matter?" Glen feigned innocence.

"Don't play dumb. How did the werewolf aura on you vanish all of a sudden? Now you're just like an ordinary person?!"

Baiyi raised his voice. Fortunately, the surrounding hubbub masked his outburst; otherwise, it would surely have drawn unwanted attention.

"It's just a simple trick. There's no need to panic," Glen admitted, deciding not to tease the vampire any further.

"A simple trick?" Baiyi was skeptical. In all his years of existence, he had never encountered such a phenomenon. Since he wasn't a werewolf, he couldn't determine if it was indeed a mere trick.

I must conduct a thorough investigation when I return!... Uncertain, he let the matter slide for the moment and returned to the previous question."You still haven't answered me. Why are you so different from other werewolves?"

Glen countered with a question,"In your opinion, why do werewolves generally exhibit the same kind of behavior?"

"Because the werewolf curse affects the minds of the infected, gradually turning them into bloodthirsty and selfish maniacs," Baiyi replied without hesitation.

"Indeed. Under the influence of the curse, they are consumed by their desires during each transformation, ultimately altering their inherent personalities. But if one can maintain their rationality, isn't it possible to avoid such a transformation?"

Glen offered a half-truthful explanation.

In his previous life, he was a man of strict self-discipline, with deep-seated obsessions regarding certain matters. He would never allow anything to disrupt his train of thought.

This was precisely why he had managed to endure the hellish willpower training that few others could withstand.

"Maintain rationality? Is it really that simple? But werewolves have existed for so long. Why hasn't there been an individual like you before?"

Baiyi remained unconvinced.

However, Glen's next words almost caused him to stumble.

"Well, here I am. It's just that the probability of someone meeting the necessary conditions is extremely low," Glen shrugged.

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Baiyi was at a loss for words, as there was no flaw in Glen's argument.

Just then, two more individuals approached. It was a witch and a young girl, approximately thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Mr. Glen, Sir Baiyi, my greetings to you," the witch said, gesturing for the girl beside her to bow to them.

Glen recalled that the witch's name was Sasha, and the girl, her apprentice, was named Annabella.

"Hello, Ms. Sasha, Annabella," Baiyi greeted them warmly.

Glen also greeted the two.

"Are you also here to get to know our new acquaintance, Ms. Sasha?" Baiyi inquired.

"Yes. Legira and I have known each other for the longest time. How could I not attach importance to someone she specifically recommended?" Sasha replied with a smile.

Then she turned to Glen and said,"Mr. Glen, since Legira holds you in such high regard, there must be something about you that she appreciates. As a token of our first meeting, this is for you."

As she spoke, a box materialized in her hand, which she extended to Glen.

Not wishing to embarrass her, Glen reached out and accepted the box.

"Once you open this box, you'll be able to contact me. Of course, this is under normal circumstances. If you ever need my assistance, please don't hesitate to reach out," Sasha explained.

Glen nodded and smiled politely."I didn't prepare a gift for this occasion. I will definitely prepare a return gift when we meet next time."

"You're too kind," Sasha chuckled. Then she gently stroked the girl's head and said,"Annabella is my apprentice. Unfortunately, she became a witch. If she ever finds herself in danger in the future, I hope you can assist her if it's within your power."

Annabella was incredibly adorable. With a pert nose, round eyes, and a slightly chubby face, she was the kind of girl that evoked immediate concern.

Upon hearing her teacher introduce her, she pursed her lips and looked at Glen timidly. Clearly, she was a bit shy and was only mustering up her courage.

Glen squatted down and looked at the little girl gently."Annabella, what a lovely name. It suits you perfectly. Don't be afraid if you're in danger. Besides your teacher, I can also come to your aid."

Perhaps it was Glen's gentle tone that put the little girl at ease. She looked at him with clear eyes and nodded softly.

Sasha, witnessing this scene, felt a sense of comfort in her eyes. At the same time, her gaze towards Glen softened.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Sasha left with Annabella.

Watching their retreating figures, Baiyi suddenly exclaimed,"It's truly pitiful. At such a young age, she has to endure such hardships."

Glen was puzzled by his words and was about to ask, but Baiyi spoke first."It's been a pleasure meeting you. Our conversation has been enjoyable. I need to go and catch up with some other friends. Goodbye, Mr. Glen."

Left with no choice, Glen could only smile and say,"Goodbye, Mr. Baiyi."

Subsequently, several more people approached Glen to chat, each expressing a desire to befriend him.

Glen naturally greeted them politely and gleaned a great deal of useful information from their conversations.

For instance, most of them were actually juniors of the Black Crow and his wife. They had either received their kindness or had mutually assisted each other in the past, which was how they had become friends.

They held a special respect for this couple, which was also the reason why, despite the long distance, they had come immediately upon receiving the invitation.

Just as Glen was engrossed in conversation with someone else, Gabe, on the other side, was becoming increasingly agitated. Gritting his teeth, he said,"I've had enough! Why are those people so eager to chat with a filthy werewolf?!"

Remons, who had been eating ravenously beside him, turned to look at him and taunted,"You're jealous, aren't you? That guy seems to be more popular than you."

Gabe immediately puffed out his chest and raised his long neck, as if defending himself."Me, jealous of him?! Hahaha... What are you talking about? I possess the noble dragon bloodline! Jealous of a lowly creature like a werewolf? Can I take your words as a provocation?!"

Undeterred by Gabe's aggression, Remons continued eating, nonchalantly saying,"But you have to admit that he's more popular than you."

These words, spoken casually, seemed to strike a nerve with Gabe.

It glanced at Glen, who was laughing in the distance, then at Remons, who was eating nearby. Suddenly, it walked towards Glen.

Remons noticed Gabe's movement and immediately warned,"Hey! Don't cause any trouble! This is Legira's birthday party!"

"Mind your own business," Gabe replied coldly.

Remons frowned, stopped eating, and stood up, ready to prevent the foolish and arrogant dragon descendant from doing anything rash.