The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 50 James’s roar was like cracking thunder, making Rowena’s ears ring and leaving her in a daze.

All she could do was sob, not knowing how else to respond. After a while, she finally calmed down enough to say something, her face a look of despair. “I don’t know… I really don’t… 1- I think Trent took the painting to the Capital as a gift for someone.”

Slice!

James picked up the switchblade from the bed and swung it at Rowena’s hand, splattering blood everywhere,

Rowena opened her mouth in agony, but no sound came out. Her expression twisted hideously in pain and she trembled.

James casually pulled out some silver needles and inserted them into Rowena’s body.

Rowena could not die yet. Not without the painting back in his hands.

Her palm stopped bleeding after the needles were inserted, but the pain was still there.

It was an unbearable kind of pain.

now, all she wanted was

Living was worse than death, yet she was unable

for your sins,” he said coldly. “I’ll ask you again. Where is Moonlit Flowers on

James frowned.

torture, out of a primal need for self-preservation. If Rowena was saying that she had no idea where the

painting was his family’s most treasured heirloom. It had been passed down through his lineage for countless generations. His grandfather even

trembling, her

fell incredibly lightheaded but was stuck in consciousness, unable to

wounds on her face

felt of him

“T’ll give you some time. Find out where the painting went. If by

and a pool of liquid grew under him. He had soiled his pants in fright

a word of what happened tonight gets out, well…you know the consequences,” James said coldly, but he knew who deserved his wrath. Charles had done

Dragon of the Southern Plains, commander of the Black Dragon Army. Forget Trent Xavier, I can