After a short silence, the court inevitably began to discuss. The ins and outs of sang Bo's case had been widely known.
The fleeing Centurion Zhou of the Golden guard was the culprit who had an illicit relationship with the demi-humans and smuggled the gunpowder into the Imperial City.
As for whether or not he was the culprit, everyone had their own opinions. In any case, few of the big shots in the court had low IQs. Thus, Wei Yuan's words were like a huge rock smashing into the temple, causing a huge uproar.
Wei Yuan was an annoying old eunuch, but he was also a respectable opponent. His words held a lot of weight.
'Someone's done for ...' This was the unanimous thought of all the important figures of the Imperial court.
The minister of rites's face changed, his white beard trembled, and his eyes froze as he stared at Wei Yuan.
