In the early morning sunlight, after three days of jostling, the train finally reached its terminal station in Ke City. Su Weifeng's waist and back were sore despite having lain down, and he felt exhausted in a way that only someone who hasn't slept in a bed couldn't understand. All his joints seemed rusted, and he was uncomfortable everywhere.
"Finally arrived, if we didn't get here soon, I would have died on the train." Feng Bao'er said while rubbing her sore back.
"Oh my gosh, there's not a soul in front of the train station, and there are soldiers standing guard. This place has higher standards than Jing City," Feng Bao'er exclaimed with wide eyes as soon as they stepped out of the station.
"Are you still playing at being a cop? Don't you have any common sense? This is not about having high standards; it's a special situation here, with stricter control. It's not like back in Yang City; we need to be extra careful," Su Weifeng seriously said.
