At noon, the autumn wind was chilly, and a corpse was hung on the city gate of Jizhou, causing a commotion throughout the city.

Merchants, travelers, and city residents all gathered below the city gate to watch. In no time, the scene at the gate was a sea of people.

"Look, isn't that the little tyrant Cangyue Xiao?"

"Yes, it's him, the heir of the Jizhou King's Mansion, Cangyue Xiao. How did he end up hanging here?"