Cold

It was only three or four minutes later when people arrived, having been woken up by the commotion of the three men shouting and running in fear, but by the time anyone had arrived, Aunty Wu had already passed away, and Fu Hao Xin was still sitting slumped against the ground, hugging Aunty Wu's body in his arms.

He was sent to the pharmacist, who looked him over and saw that other than a few bumps and bruises, he was fine.

The next morning, the four men were kicked out of the village. Naturally, the one who ran first with the bag of food was also caught, as none of his friends were particularly loyal people, and the bag of food had been snatched back too and returned to Fu Hao Xin.

Listening to the howling of beasts that day, it was clear the four had gotten just retribution.