"So confident?"
Nelson shrugged his shoulders (since he had no head, this movement looked particularly awkward and grotesque). "Well, I'm not a judge, a chief prosecutor, or a moral beacon. Let the chair make the judgment."
With that, the lights refocused, and the wooden chair beneath Li Ang began to glow green.
"Another correct answer!" Nelson raised his arm high and shouted, "Let's congratulate our contestant!"
There was no applause from the audience; instead, a chorus of boos arose. Clearly, the audience did not agree with this judgment.
"Whether this contestant is a self-centered fanatic who believes himself to be right, or a heartless madman who despises everything in the world," Nelson said somewhat helplessly, "these are the answers from deep within his heart. In any case, let's move on to the next question."
