The Jeep Wrangler, Land Cruiser, and a Highlander, all several hundred-thousand-level mid-range models.
Alerted by the noise at the door, Wen Dong subconsciously glanced over.
Vehicles with local plates from W city, must be local anglers. But Yue Feng had no recollection of them, likely never interacted before.
Soon, several young anglers in fisherman garb alighted from the three vehicles.
The one leading the way came from the Land Cruiser—a young guy with a small face, narrow eyes, white skin slightly flushed pink, sporting a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Probably around 176 cm tall, quite slim, with a blue Fei brand half-cap on his forehead and Chinese red trendy sneakers on his feet, he wore stylishly fitting ice silk printed colorful sunscreen clothing. His whole ensemble looked quite flashy.