He controlled the paper crane, closely surveilling every move at the Tiandu Hospital.
"Boss, the money is on the table," Zhang Xiaohao said.
He took out six hundred yuan and put it on the table, the extra hundred for drinks.
"Daoist, here is your change!" the boss said.
"No need, keep the rest as a tip," Zhang Xiaohao said.
With a tap of his foot, he triggered the Twelve Heavenly Steps, turning into a ghostly figure that disappeared into the night.
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"Senior Brother Zhao, do you think the one behind the scenes was scared off by us?" a disciple of the Tianyin Sect asked.
"Of course! Just think about it, our Tianyin Sect is one of the top powers within a thousand miles, with thousands of disciples, and our Sect Master is a super-strong practitioner of the Void Transformation Realm. Even if he had three times the courage, he wouldn't dare to cause trouble here," Senior Brother Zhao said proudly.
"What Senior Brother Zhao said is true," the disciple flattered.