The Heavenly Puppet controlled Jin Chuan and killed Wu Di, but it also made a tremendous noise.
The two guards in the courtyard heard the commotion. Both were Wu Di's trusted men and deeply loyal to him. Sensing something was wrong, they hurried into the room.
The True Yang Pearl shone brightly, illuminating the hall like daylight.
The moment the two guards entered, they saw Wu Di-his headless body slumped against the painting in the center of the hall, his severed head lying to one side with the back of his skull facing upward.
They also saw Jin Chuan covered in blood, and the keen-edged sword in his hand, still stained with blood.
Jin Chuan seemed to wake from a dream. He turned toward the two guards, wanting to say something, but their expressions changed drastically, and they turned and ran.
As Wu Di's trusted men, they both knew how formidable he was.
They were no match for Jin Chuan, who had managed to kill Wu Di.
Besides, Wu Di was already dead. Fighting would serve no purpose.
The two fled the hall in panic, pulled out their bronze whistles, and blew with all their might. The piercing whistles immediately rang throughout the guard station.
Most of the agents in the station were asleep. Siming County had always been peaceful, and none of them were particularly vigilant.
Even those startled awake by the whistles were groggy and had no idea what had happened. Few immediately realized that this was an alarm.
Even Jin Chuan jolted at the whistles. He came fully to his senses. Whatever means Zhou Wuji had used, in everyone else's eyes, he had killed Wu Di.
Zhou Wuji could even forcibly control his movements. Killing him would be as easy as turning over a hand.
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