Chapter 935: A Generation's Nightmare

Night in Nanzhao was quiet and still. On a soft bed, Frank Yale had drifted off again, his expression was, as always, dazed and pained. At his bedside, Liu Ruyan sat in silence, a silk kerchief in hand as she dabbed at the cold sweat beading his brow. No matter how gently she wiped, she couldn't erase the exhaustion and sorrow etched deep into his features. Boom! The hush shattered with a thunderous crash. The entire Nanzhao Imperial City stirred; the Imperial Guard poured out, weapons gripped...