After a few punches, Jiang Xiao felt a sharp blade pierce his neck.

Instantly, blood spurted out, and Jiang Xiao collapsed to the ground, convulsing.

Not long after, Jiang Xiao, the Chancellor, died.

Meanwhile, more and more scholars were being beaten to death.

The scene became extremely chaotic.

The panicked scholar also began to flee.

After the group dispersed, dozens of corpses were left on the ground.

This also included Jiang Xiao, the Chancellor of the Imperial Secretariat, and Jin Zhengyan, the Vice Minister of the Imperial Secretariat.

Huang Desheng, the Vice Minister of the Imperial Secretariat, did not run away. At this moment, his eyes were red as he looked at Jiang Xiao, Jin Zhengyan, and his students, who were already lifeless on the ground, and he was on the verge of tears.

"You killed Lord Jiang!"

Huang Desheng said in a deep voice.

That voice contained boundless rage.

The scholars who had fled also heard the rumors, and their panic intensified.

The news spread rapidly throughout the capital city, as if it had grown wings.

"Oh no!"

When the news of Jiang Xiao's death reached Jin Zhong's ears, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Although Jiang Xiao currently holds only a sinecure, he has many students under his command.

His death would be like igniting a powder keg, and the situation would spiral out of control!

"no!"

Jin Zhong took a deep breath, held his breath and thought carefully before speaking coldly: "Immediately take control of everyone and do not allow anyone to leave!"

"Come with me back to the manor immediately to see Father!"