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.

she wanted

than death, yet she was unable to

dog. “This pain you’ve suffered is nowhere near enough to atone for your sins,” he said coldly.

James frowned.

and told him the truth under such torture, out of a primal need for self-preservation. If Rowena was saying that she had no idea where the painting was, did it

his lineage for countless generations.

trembling, her teeth

stuck in consciousness, unable

the wounds on her face and

was a demon. The fear she felt of him ran deep into her

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

cowering man up. Charles trembled, and a pool of liquid grew under him. He had soiled his pants in fright “I- I have nothing to do with this! I

didn’t hear anything. If even 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 nothing to him. He was not

I am. I don’t mind telling you. I’m the Black Dragon of the Southern Plains, commander of the Black Dragon Army. Forget Trent Xavier, I can even kill the Blithe king