"Number 12." Gu Qiye said, "Don't you have a name?"
"No. I don't need a name." After speaking, the Father of Puppets took a sip of red wine.
"Why would someone without a name join Rainbow Wings?" Gu Qiye asked, "Don't you feel like you're being used... like a puppet?"
"I simply find it interesting." The Father of Puppets removed his glasses, revealing hollow eyes and deep eye sockets.
"Interesting?"
"Yes, exploring the world is a very interesting thing. Life starts as a blank slate, only when interacting with the world can it gain some color." The Father of Puppets said, "And only from the highest point, the view is broader, allowing one to see the fullest and most colorful spectrum, whether black or white, is so interesting..."
"Alright... I take back what I just said."
After speaking, Gu Qiye took a deep breath, slowly lowered his head, his complexion darkened. Fortunately, the dim light in the box, the drooping fringe concealed his expression.
