Seeing Logan volunteer, General Philip looked pleased.
But City Lord Garen still seemed uneasy and spoke softly: "Don't push yourself. Better move with the main force."
Logan shook his head.
He walked up to the map and drew a large area. "In this mountain region, there are eight Blood Cultivation Realms. They're all master-level. But there are fewer than a hundred familiar tamers nearby—not even enough to form a proper exploration team."
He turned to General Philip and offered: "Why not pull those hundred people out and let them support other zones? As for those eight master-level Blood Cultivation Realms, give me ten days and I'll clear them out completely."
Seeing Logan's confidence, General Philip nodded with a smile.
He patted Logan on the shoulder, a grin on his face. "You're this eager because you've got your eye on the resources in those Blood Cultivation Realms, right?"
