The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 389 “Huh?”

David, who was sitting on the sofa spacing out, jumped up in surprise. His body was tense, and his forehead gleamed with sweat.

Thea had wanted to ask him about the rumors on the internet.

Seeing his weird reaction, she frowned and asked, “What’s wrong with you? You’ve not been yourself these past two days.”

“I-It’s nothing.”

David hurriedly sat back down.

He was not able to muster the courage to speak even after two days had passed.

He was reluctant to tell Thea the fact that he had transferred five hundred million from her bank account, or about how he also borrowed eight hundred million worth in loans from loan sharks.

No one had come knocking on the door for the past two days. He thought he had gotten away with it.

Thea didn’t suspect a thing at all.

She stood and sat beside David. She then asked him, “Rumors about the Black Dragon are going viral on the Internet. They said that he went to the Southern Plains and fought twenty eight professional fighters skilled in martial arts. Mt. Thunder Pass was apparently littered with bodies. Are the rumors true?”

“I-I don’t know anything about this.”

replied inattentively.

disinterested attitude stopped Thea from asking

stood up and left the house. Outside, she attempted to dial the number of the mysterious Mr. Caden, a.k.a. the Black Dragon. “Sorry, the number you have

had just arrived at her office. She answered

“Yes, Thea?”

irritation at the early call, Quincy answered her best friend’s call

the Black Dragon really go to the Southern Plains? Did he have a fierce battle at Mt. Thunder Pass and was

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army?”

heard of these

did not have

“How would I know?”

seen James over the past two days? I tried calling him, but his phone was off. None

overtime until midnight every single day. When I reach home, I just collapse on the bed. I don’t have time to contact him. Anyway, I’m still busy at the moment, so I’m hanging up now. I’ll call you later at

ended the call almost

taxi and headed

wanted to see

told her James was not

back at

of thugs had smashed through the front door. David was bleeding from the head. He collapsed on the floor and cried out in pain. A middle-aged obese man sat on the sofa. Wearing a black vest and a golden necklace, he smoked his cigar. “It’s the third day, David. Your interest is now 600 million. Add that to the

“What?!”

stomped on David with his foot. “Why did you gamble then? What were

returned home. Before she