"My name is Yan Qing, and there's a letter delivered incorrectly."
Shang Yanting explained his background to him.
"Oh!"
Deng Wen listened and came to a sudden realization.
"I was wondering why that deadbeat Yan Qing hasn't shown up yet."
He began to mutter to himself, "But new members have been scarce in the puppetry enthusiast group for a while now; tricking one into joining is a win. This pretty face looks quite charming; maybe he can use his looks to lure some girls in."
He spoke so loudly that Jia Xitong heard him.
Deng Wen, acting as if nothing had happened, smiled and said, "You must be new to puppetry, right? Come on, let me show you our top puppetry master. Trust me, the more you know puppetry, the more you'll love it!"
Shang Yanting glanced at the puppetry master he mentioned.
This person stood in the center, his ten fingers deftly manipulating golden threads and silver strings. Under his control, the wooden human-shaped puppet performed various high-skill moves.
