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... ink, calm without a ripple.
The hull gently rose and fell with the tide, rocking softly.
Inside the cockpit, three people confronted each other, the atmosphere tense and suffocating.
A-Wu stared at the strange man who had suddenly appeared on the ship in the middle of the night and spoke:
"Judging by your accent, you must be a local from Yong’an Island?"
The young man, upon hearing this, showed no change in his expression, still busily drying his clothes. ...
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