Sold immediately after wearing it? I took my family and fled the famine.

After much effort, the two men finally dragged the two wild boars back to the cave.

The mountain road was difficult to travel, and the trailer bumped along the uneven, rocky slope, leaving a long trail of blood as the pig's tail dragged on the ground.

Jiang Xing pulled the porcupine trailer in front, and the wound on her left arm bled with every exertion, but she endured it without uttering a sound.

Ma Dadan followed behind, pulling another wild boar. The bruises on his chest made him grit his teeth and not dare to utter a sound. The girl in front of him was more seriously injured than him, but she didn't say anything, so he was too embarrassed to do so.

When the two enormous creatures were dragged to the cave entrance, the entire cave erupted in excitement.

"Mother! Come quick! Miss Jiang and Captain Ma have caught another pig! Two!" Granny Zhao's shrill voice pierced the morning silence.

The firewood in the hands of several women who were adding firewood to the stove outside all fell to the ground. Then, even the weak struggled to get up from their bedding and limped over to the cave entrance, leaning against the stone wall.

The wild boar weighed at least 200 pounds, and that spiky behemoth was so big it made people gasp.

The children jumped for joy, but when they saw Jiang Xing covered in blood, they shrank back behind the adults' trouser legs, peeking out with only one eye showing.

When Aunt Wang saw the blood dripping from her fingertips and her arm, which was swollen beyond recognition, she couldn't help but blurt out, "Good heavens, what kind of vicious beast must have been killed..."

"We ate snake meat last time, and today we can eat pork!" Some people were already eagerly looking for a basin and a knife.

Several women volunteered to come forward, sleeves rolled up, hands outstretched to help unload the wild boar from the trailer, saying they would help process it so it could be shared with everyone later.

Jiang Xing reached out to stop him, his expression cold and uncompromising: "I hunted this wild boar, and I'm keeping it for myself. I have no intention of sharing it."

The women's hands froze in mid-air, their faces changing drastically.

The woman who had come to Jiang Xing in the middle of the night to ask for medicine last time was the first to react. Her eyes widened, and her voice was sharp and shrill: "Why? Do you have to be so selfish? We're all refugees, it's not easy for you, it's not easy for us either! You took two, so what's wrong with sharing some with everyone? You can take a bigger share for yourself, and the rest can be distributed among everyone. It won't make you lose out!"

Several women nearby were also encouraged by these words, chiming in with their own opinions.

Perhaps it was the comfortable days of having plenty to eat and drink that made their subconscious fear of Jiang Xing suppressed by their appetite and greed. With a mountain of meat in front of them, they were unwilling to give up without taking a bite.

Jiang Xing listened to these outrageous remarks without changing his expression and took a step forward.

The soles of her feet made a soft cracking sound as they stepped on the gravel; she was genuinely amused by her anger.

Seeing the group of unwilling eyes, she raised her hand, pulled out the still-dripping dagger, flipped the blade, and slapped it against the mouth of the woman begging for medicine. Before the woman could react, she felt the taste of blood in her mouth and instinctively stuck out her tongue to lick it, the strong flavor flowing into her mouth.

Jiang Xing couldn't help but scream. He threw the knife against the mountain wall next to him. The tip of the knife stuck hard into the stone wall, and the blade vibrated and hummed.

"I risked my life to get these pigs. If you want to eat them, there are wild boars on the mountain. Go hunt them yourselves. If anyone dares to have any designs on these two pigs, I'll personally send you to meet the King of Hell."

As she spoke, blood continued to flow down her left arm, soaking half of her sleeve, dripping onto the withered leaves on the ground with a soft, pattering sound.

Her face was now almost bloodless, showing how much blood she had lost, which made her eyes look even colder and more ruthless. Everyone was too frightened to speak.

The villagers finally came to their senses after hearing this. They realized they had been living too comfortably these past few days and had forgotten that this woman was a ruthless killer who could kill people like chopping vegetables. They wondered how many lives they had and how they dared to steal her flesh.

Granny Zhao was the first to shrink back, swallowed hard, and took two steps back. The woman who had been shouting the loudest for medicine was now trembling.

Ma Dadan stepped forward, clutching his still throbbing chest, and walked between the two groups of people, clearing his throat: "I'll share some of mine with everyone today."

As soon as he said that, everyone's eyes turned to him.

Ma Dadan turned around and pointed to the wild boar weighing about 200 pounds. It was something they had agreed on on the way: the two of them would each take half of the boar that died first, and the porcupine would be returned to Jiang Xing himself.

Although Jiang Xing contributed the most, Ma Dadan was still someone who got beaten up, hung from a tree once, and was kicked by a pig twice, so it was only right that he get half a piece of pork.

Jiang Xing was too lazy to watch him play the good guy. He glanced at him coldly, then turned around and carried the porcupine covered in quills to the other side of the open space.