A night of tumultuous passion soon gave way to the next day when Wang Daniu had finished packing his luggage and was preparing to bid farewell to Luo Jinfeng, only to find no trace of her.
Looking somewhat embarrassed, Luo Long and his wife said, "Our girl Feng was afraid she couldn't control herself, so she hid away."
"It's better this way. You two take care," Wang Daniu said, glancing back before turning to leave.
Only then did Luo Jinfeng crawl out from the wardrobe, gripping the window frame as tears streamed down her face.
Wang Daniu had reached old Yang's house, only to discover a crowd gathered there, the air filled with the smell of char.
He quickly squeezed through the crowd and saw that Yang's house had been reduced to ashes, still emitting an oppressive heat.
"What in the world happened?" Wang Daniu asked the people around him urgently, but they avoided him with great respect.
