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.

all she wanted was

Living was worse than death, yet she was

down and stared at Rowena, looking like a bereaved dog. “This pain you’ve suffered is nowhere near enough to atone for your sins,” he said coldly.

James frowned.

would have cracked 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,

been passed down through his lineage for countless generations. His grandfather even said that their

was still trembling, her

stuck

on her face and arms, tormenting her

him ran deep into her core. She

went. If by the time I come back for you, you can’t tell me where it is,

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 d-don’t know anything!” Charles stuttered before

consequences,” James said coldly, but he knew who deserved his wrath. Charles had done

I don’t mind telling you. I’m the Black Dragon of the Southern Plains, commander of the Black Dragon Army. Forget