James gently shook his head. He did not blame anyone. Even without Thea, the Emperor would have found another way to deal with him. If it was not her, it would have been someone else.
“By the way, are you alright? Are you feeling better?”
Thea shook her head. “I-I don’t feel any discomfort and should be fine for the time being.”
Hearing this, James felt relieved. The Gu in Thea’s body was not as vital as his, and she was not in immediate danger.
“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry… I…” Thea was at a loss for words and could only keep apologizing in front of James.
“It’s okay. It isn’t a big deal. Aren’t I still fine? I’m hungry. Do you have anything to eat?”
“I-I’ll go get something for you.”
Thea did not know what she could do for James. Hearing that he was hungry, she quickly left the ward to get him food.
After Thea left, the ward returned to silence.
James leaned on the bed. He weakly raised his hand and massaged his temples. He had a lot of things to do next. However, the most important thing was to get rid of the parasitic venom in his body first.
He had a limited understanding of Gu. It was useless when he tried to use medical techniques to force the venom out.
Suddenly, he thought of a person.
Blake Davis, the founder of the Dark Castle-the middle-aged man imprisoned in the deepest parts of the underground prison. He identified the parasitic venom in his body in one glance. It meant that Blake was familiar with Gu and knew how to detoxify its venom. But, Blake was overpowering.
A few years ago, Sol dispatched hundreds of elites to capture him but still suffered significant casualties. It would be a disaster if he were uncontrollable after being snuck out.
However, James had confidence in himself. As long as he could get rid of the venom and recover his strength, he had the confidence to defeat Blake.
James was engrossed in his thoughts.
“James, your cigarettes…” Quincy’s voice sounded.
James came back to his senses.
A cigarette was handed over to him and he reached for it.
Quincy took out a lighter, then lit the cigarette for him. He took a drag on the cigarette, and satisfaction spread out on his pale face.
The people outside came in one after another-Xara, Scarlett, Henry, Whitney, and the Elite Eight. They stood before the ward bed and watched James leaning back while enjoying his cigarette.
After smoking, James looked at everyone and reprimanded, “What’s wrong with you guys? Why’re you all looking at me with such grim expressions? I’m not dead yet… Henry, hurry back to the Southern Plains to take control of the situation there.”
Henry said hesitantly, “How can I leave with you like this, James?”
James waved his hands and said, “I’m fine. I won’t be dead any time soon…”
Then, he looked at the Elite Eight and instructed, “You guys stay for the time being. Find a place to stay and wait for my instructions…”
James already had a plan in his heart.
Blake was a dangerous criminal. He left the nation with no choice but to dispatch hundreds of elites to capture him.
James no longer had the title of Black Dragon or the Dragon King. He had no authority to release Blake. There was only one option left-breaking him out.
Before that, he had to visit Sol’s supreme commander, and on top of that, he would need a lot of help from Sol’s top officials.
James knew Blake was imprisoned in the most heavily guarded underground prison. The Red Flame Army was responsible for safeguarding the prison. It would be impossible to break Blake out without the help of the supreme commander.
Scarlett stepped forward and said, “What should I do now, James? The Transgenerational Group was forcibly disbanded, and the company’s money has been confiscated.”
James waved his hands and said, “It’s alright, Scarlett. You’ve been working hard all this time. You can go back to Cansington and take a break for a while. I’ll reach out to you if I need you. However, I doubt that’ll be necessary.”