"Dare I ask from whence comes our esteemed guest?" invited the Holy Knight lady for Wu Hen to board.
Wu Hen hesitated for a moment, then leaped up and sat upon the lady's Holy Horse.
The lady's Holy Horse was a Phoenix horse, feathered and furry, vibrant in color like a phoenix bird, its physique more graceful and elegant than ordinary horses, complete with equally beautiful Phoenix Wings...
Alas, such a Holy Horse was neither strong nor spacious enough, and when Wu Hen seated himself behind the woman, his body was almost pressed against hers. Unsure where to place his strong and sturdy hands, it was akin to being invited into a street cart by a Female Knight; resting them on the shoulder seemed awkward, while encircling the waist was far too forward, but it all essentially depended on the Female Knight's attitude.
