The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 73 

The woman looked to be around twenty-five or twenty six years old. She was a vision in a black leather jacket and black leather pants with long, black hair flowing down her back. 

Her clothes showed off her lithe figure. Once she arrived at the underground parking lot, she stood in a corner and looked around, as if she was looking for something. Subtly, she reached behind her back, producing an exquisite pistol.

 At that moment, she turned around suddenly and aimed it right at James. Seeing that it was James, she panicked.

She put the pistol away quickly and stammered, “It it’s you?”

 James sauntered over and leaned against a stone pillar, studying the woman who looked deceptively innocent. Mildly, he said, “What are you doing here? Why aren’t you at the border of the Southern Plains?”

 James had seen this woman before. She was a key member of a band of grave robbers. He had caught her pilfering an ancient tomb before. 

tomb, he let them go without much fuss after requesting a large ransom from them. They had always

nervous seeing James. Little drops of sweat beaded her face. He was the Black Dragon, the general of the Black Dragon Army from the Southern Plains. Why was he here instead of

 “General, I-I followed someone here.”

at Black Rose. Followed someone? He had felt a wave of murderous intent

skilled, but she was not that terrifying. Whoever it was, they had to have murdered several

only one

care about these matters anymore. He narrowed his eyes at her, saying, “This is Cansington, not the border. Play by the rules here and stay out of trouble.”

James turned

darkened. He grabbed Black Rose by the neck, lifting her off the ground, Coldly, he asked,

great difficulty, she said, “S-sir, I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking. I meant

as if she was a sack of potatoes. Black Rose went onto her knees instantly,

me in, sir.”