Night deepened, and the station's bonfire had already been lit.
The people from the two "merchant caravans" occupied three separate compartments.
Jiang Feng, Shen Xiaohe, and the Azure Ox took one compartment; Nanfei and her people took another; Yang Feng's group occupied the third.
Jiang Feng very much wanted to speak with the captain of Yang Feng's "merchant caravan," but he discovered that Yang Feng and the others kept the man surrounded and watched him closely. Even if he used a voice transmission technique to communicate with him, it would likely be noticed.
Just as Jiang Feng was pondering how to find an opportunity, two Earth Howlers slowly entered the station and arrived before the three compartments occupied by Jiang Feng's group.
Everyone in the three compartments had already noticed the two Earth Howlers.
There was apparently no one riding the Earth Howler in front, while atop the one behind sat a man at the early seventh level of the Divine Power Realm.
The man had shifty eyes and the face of a crafty little villain. He clearly did not look like a good person.
"Jiang Feng!" A childish voice rang out.
Only then did Jiang Feng notice that there was also a small figure sitting on the Earth Howler in front.
It was simply that the Earth Howler was far too large, and its head and neck completely blocked the person from view.
Perhaps to make his presence known, he suddenly leaped up from behind the Earth Howler's head and neck and landed atop its head.
His body was less than four feet tall, still carrying a little baby fat, with two round cheeks—yet he wore a head of flowing long hair.
The sight was exceedingly comical.
With a snort, Shen Xiaohe burst out laughing.
Jiang Feng slowly rose