“All people of the tribe, do not resist! Those under twenty years of age may live!” Celeste cried out.

She had no choice; if things continued like this, she feared there wouldn't be any left.

"Lord Sallysette?

"How did she get there?" a young black wolf asked in astonishment.

“Salist, could she have already been subdued?” one of the old wolves said unwillingly.

After all, her long silver hair, tall figure, cool and beautiful face, slender waist, and shapely long legs are irresistible to any man.

"Fine, my werewolf clan admits defeat."

"All of you, await your slaughter!" cried an old wolf, now at the mid-stage of the Wolf King realm, his voice filled with anguish.

"What?

"Are our ancestors seeking death?" a black wolf said unwillingly. He still wanted to die a heroic death and show his beloved.

"Shut up, this is all so you can live," an old wolf scolded.

...

Before long, all the werewolves stopped resisting and allowed the golden sword light to behead them.

"Don't worry, I'll let those under twenty go," Gu Yan said, looking at the group of werewolves.

"I hope you keep your promise," an old wolf said, feeling aggrieved.

With a whooshing sound, werewolves fell in droves...

The young werewolves trembled with fear.

Celeste knelt on the ground, her forehead covered in blood. She longed to end her life and atone for her sins, but she feared that her master would break his promise.

She understood men's desires very well; a beautiful and aloof woman like herself was someone every man would want to conquer.

All she could do was keep herself pampered so that her master would ignore the wolf cubs.