"Your clothes?"
Xu Yang looked down and said, "Your clothes burst when you transformed just now..."
Having said this,
he picked up a torn piece of fabric from the side to show to Wan Qian.
Even in the dark of the night, Wan Qian found her vision to be extremely sharp. She could clearly see the pattern on the torn strip of fabric and recognized it as her own clothing.
"Transform... transformation?"
However, she had no recollection of what had just happened, she asked in surprise, "I vaguely remember... I was bitten by someone with mental illness... I just stepped off the operation table. Ideally I should be in the hospital now. How did I end up here all of a sudden?"
"And what's this about transformation?"
"The person who bit you wasn't a mentally ill person. He was a werewolf!"
There was no reason to hide this from Wan Qian.
Xu Yang simply narrated the whole story.
