Joking aside, this outfit was a special item. Xu Huo took it out and tried it on. The cloak's hem hung straight to the floor, covering his feet. It had a hood that stayed in place once worn, and the mask was a single piece with simple facial features carved into it. He could see through it when he put it on. The whole outfit covered him completely.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he noticed a faint, floating sensation whenever he moved in the cloak, as if each movement left behind a slight afterimage, blurring the wearer's actions.
The painted woman was curious about the cloak. She came over to pull off his hood, but a force stopped her an inch from its edge, and she couldn't touch the cloak itself.
The painted woman refused to give up and tried tugging at the hem, but she couldn't reach that either. Then she put two and two together, took out the item Mr. Dong had lent her to play with, and pulled its cord, blowing a powerful gust straight at Xu Huo.
The bedsheets and papers in the room flew everywhere. Xu Huo's cloak swayed, but not much, and showed no sign of coming loose. The mask blocked the wind, and his one-way vision remained unaffected.
He had the painted woman attack him as well. In the end, he concluded that the cloak offered some defense, but was still as soft as fabric. It couldn't form a hard barrier like a Defense Artifact and completely block outside attacks.
The painted woman was very interested in the "Mysterious Person" outfit and eagerly asked Xu Huo to let her try it.
After testing how it worked, Xu Huo took the outfit off. He told her not to leave the room, then continued