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After dinner, Zhao Douan donned a cloak and, like a ghost, exited his residence through the back door. With a leap, he traversed the rooftops of various homes, maneuvering the puppet's body to soar swiftly.
Though the puppet lacked the cultivation of a true body, it was no mere mortal. Zhao Douan employed his Qinggong, the black cloak flickering amidst the white snow.
As he sped along, the north wind stretched out his cloak, creating the illusion of snow waves rolling behind him.
Anyone who caught sight of him only saw a fleeting shadow, leaving them uncertain if they saw anything at all.
Soon, Zhao Douan stopped outside the rear courtyard wall near Lihua Hall at the Imperial Court, flipping over the high wall.
He strolled leisurely toward his hall entrance.
Along the way, the Jinyi sporadically glimpsed, all greeted him with reverence. After recent events, everyone understood that this "White-faced Arresting Officer" was a trusted confidant of Commander Zhao.
