An hour passed quickly. The high-speed train that Ye Feng took also successfully arrived at Jiangzuo Train Station.
Ye Feng, Xu Jingxin, and Liu Wenyuan carried their luggage and followed the crowd.
As a major province in the Southeast, the traffic at the train station was very high.
It took several minutes just to queue up to leave the station.
"Ye Feng, those people who were taught a lesson by you will definitely not let this go. We must be careful," Xu Jingxin reminded Ye Feng in a low voice.
"Don't worry, I'm here." Ye Feng did not say anything else, but this sentence was worth a thousand words. It immediately made Xu Jingxin feel much more at ease.
Just as the three of them walked out of the train station and were about to look for a taxi, they saw a group of people walking toward them from afar. Each of them was holding a shiny machete in their hands.
