An uproar erupted in the town that night.
Practically everyone knew that the victims of the fire and their relatives all received a large amount of gold at night. No one could explain who exactly gave it to them.
Three families insisted that a wolf god gave them the gold. They also claimed that the town had an ancient wolf god legend.
…
Chen Zhao woke up in the morning. Last night had been very busy.
In the morning, the town was busy as well. A news channel even came to interview them and many people brought out their gold as evident. Of course, this had nothing to do with Chen Zhao.
Knock, knock.
Chen Zhao opened the door. Bant was holding a freshly-made pizza.
"Chen, I knew you'd get up now."
"Thanks. I'm hungry."
"You got new family members?" Bant peered in and saw the Silly Twins curled up in the hallway.
"Yeah, I found them on the street."
"Chen, thank you."
