The bloodied robes disappear under the soft, pristine mourning white of the towel. He does not know what became of his body, and he would never be so cruel as to ask Lan Zhan. Most likely, he thinks, it was burned like Wen Qing and Wen Ning.
This is the closest he may find to a burial. To Rest.
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The bloodied robes disappear under the soft, pristine mourning white of the towel. He does not know what became of his body, and he would never be so cruel as to ask Lan Zhan. Most likely, he thinks, it was burned like Wen Qing and Wen Ning.
This is the closest he may find to a burial. To Rest.