Jin Rou didn't kill the elder. The elder was by the death's door, but it would take several hours for him to die. It was enough time to deal with the trouble here.
While the elder was in this state, the scion was getting more and more helpless. He already activated the jade his father left with him in case of emergency. However, there was no response as if this place was blocked.
He wanted to cry, but his pride as the Windchild Scion didn't let him to.
Palace Master Dina walked over to Jin Rou and looked at the scion being treated like a personal chair and said, "Young Noble, what will you do with this— uh, personal chair of yours?"
Since Jin Rou said it was a chair, then it was a chair. They wouldn't ruin his fun.
"Hmm? This is not so good. I'd be throwing this away later on." Jin Rou shook his head as if he was disappointed.