Sasori of the Red Sands—once his Human Puppet art was complete, he would be an entire army all by himself.
Besides, Sasori of the Red Sands wasn't as bad a person as Ye Ning had imagined.
Although the future Sasori of the Red Sands would turn himself into a Human Puppet, he would still retain the emotions of a human being deep down.
Otherwise, his heart wouldn't have wavered when he faced Chiyo.
Nor would he have let go of his grudge and voluntarily released the Impure World Reincarnation when he faced Kankuro, entrusting his dreams and future to him.
In the end, he was just a poor child who had lost both his parents at a young age.
Still, Ye Ning wasn't sure whether he could persuade Sasori of the Red Sands to come with him.
He wasn't Orochimaru, who could convince Kimimaro to follow him with just a few words, nor was he Naruto, whose talk no jutsu was impossible to resist.
But he wanted to try.
After all, Sasori of the Red Sands didn't seem to dislike him right now.
Ye Ning thought it over briefly, then began his pitch:
"Puppets as an art... That sounds like a rather interesting way of putting it."
"You agree with my point of view?"
Sasori of the Red Sands' eyes lit up at once, and he seemed to come alive with a new energy.
He had kept this idea buried in his heart for a long time.
He didn't dare tell anyone, and there was no one worth sharing it with.
If he hadn't taken a liking to Ye Ning, he wouldn't have said so much to him today.
He never expected Ye Ning to agree with him.
"So, what are you planning to do?"
Sasori of the Red Sands