As Miss Jun's head fell to the ground, the severed head quickly revealed dense patches of livor mortis, turning the dreamy goddess's face the men had been obsessed with instantly nauseating.
Even the most ignorant of people now realized there was something wrong with Miss Jun.
In that moment, the entire place was shocked.
A look of bewilderment filled everyone's eyes.
If the reanimation of the red-haired evil corpse was still within their comprehension, then the fact Miss Jun had been parasitized by an evil spirit touched upon everyone's blind spot of knowledge.
"Ladies and gentlemen, haven't you seen what's going on yet?"
Yi Chen held the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his reverse grip and sighed as he spoke to the crowd.
Seeing that everyone was still looking puzzled, Yi Chen continued to ask:
"Escort leader Zhang, a noble lady without a guard, carrying a copper coffin escort mission, have none of you felt something was amiss?"
