He only felt at ease when he had the helm in his own hands.
"Ah Chan, I'll drive."
"good."
Without the slightest hesitation, Ah-chan immediately stepped aside.
Feng Ye sat in the driver's seat, gripped the helm tightly with both hands, and stared intently at the sea ahead.
Feng Xuan followed closely behind and went to the wheelhouse. He mumbled a few words, as if he wanted to drive the boat himself, but ultimately remained silent.
But he didn't leave; he stood aside and watched, ready to take over at any time.
On the turbulent sea, the Dong Sheng and Feng Shou ships were like two small boats, struggling to move forward amidst the raging winds and waves.
The waves crashed against the hull again and again, making a deafening sound, as if they were about to swallow the two ships whole.
However, to make matters worse, dark clouds began to gather rapidly.
The entire sky turned gloomy and dark, as if the end of the world had come.
It's going to rain.
Feng Xuan said with a solemn expression, his heart filled with even greater worry.
The atmosphere on the ship became tense and oppressive.
Everyone knew that what followed would be a severe test.
Feng Ye frowned, glanced at the situation at sea, and silently calculated the distance and time in his mind.
The typhoon is approaching faster than the weather forecast predicted; at this rate, it should arrive before evening.
However, they were still 70 or 80 kilometers away from the shore, which would take at least another four hours.
This is the result after sailing at full speed without regard to fuel consumption.
But now the wind and waves are so strong, severely affecting the sailing speed, and the actual time required will only be longer.
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