The knife, it was the Embroidered Spring Knife.
The robe, a Brocade Red Robe.
The person, Dongfang Bateman cosplaying a Western mummy.
Joan of Arc silently gazed at the Qianhu before her, who had disguised himself as a mummy with his butt-chin showing and his body wrapped in bandages, at a loss for words.
"So, Young Master Hou had me come to perform last rites for Lord Qianhu?"
Joan of Arc turned her head and asked in a friendly manner.
"Ah?"
Hou Jue was taken aback.
"Ah?"
Joan of Arc noticed Hou Jue's embarrassment and quickly added, "Chinese rites are also fine, too. I've been to funerals with Master Ying Yuan before where we crashed the banquet for a meal. I've learned quite a bit from that, and at least, I play the suona quite well."
"No no no."
Hou Jue hurriedly interjected, to prevent Joan from actually conducting last rites for Qianhu, "Lady Joan, we didn't invite you here to perform last rites for Qianhu."
"Then what for?"
