“Who are you? Why are you imprisoned here?” James asked as he approached the elderly man whose limbs were chained.

He scrutinized him from head to toe. The bearded man’s hair was white and disheveled, and it seemed that he had not had a shower in years. The moment James approached him, he could smell a nasty stench.

Looking at the chains on the elderly man, James tried pulling at them. He wanted to break them, but the chains were solid. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break them.

“With how weak you are, you might as well give it up.” The elderly man sat on the ground. The moment his body moved, the sound of chains could be heard. He said lazily, “This is made of quartz steel. You can’t break them.”

James sat down and looked at the elderly man before him. “Who are you? Why are you imprisoned in the Blithe family’s dungeon?”

“Answer my question first.” The man glanced at James.

After a brief moment of hesitation, James said, “I’m the commander-in-chief of the Black