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... t; current speed: 30 knots per hour.”

30 knots per hour was equivalent to 55 kilometers per hour. For a ship, this was already considered a relatively fast speed.

The sea breeze blew the sail on the mast of the Qingfeng. On the sail was a taiji pattern, looking very Chinese classical charm.

When going out to sea, the ship naturally wouldn’t lack sails. This was also a symbol.

Ning Fei stood at the bow of the ship and looked at the white waves that were constantly ...

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