"Attack?" Harry Kayne stared at Igor, clearly quite concerned about Igor's statement.
When his gaze swept over those battle-hardened individuals, they all showed apprehension, but when he looked at this young man, he sensed something unusual.
This unusual feeling was something he had experienced before, a longing, a desire for the unknown.
No matter what lies ahead, the steps of exploration cannot halt.
Harry Kayne seemed to have returned to his childhood.
But now, everything had changed; he had become the king of the empire, adept at reading people.
The times of exploration had become a memory that warmed his heart, enabling him to continually move forward.
So when Igor answered his question directly, he felt a strong sense of familiarity.
Thus, he was willing to spend more time on this young man.
"How do you plan to attack? Where is the enemy? How should we proceed? Do you have a plan?"
