"Very good." The host, Nelson, slyly blinked his long, narrow eyes and laughed. "It seems our contestant has already grasped how the game works. He didn't say, 'My name is **,' but rather, 'You can call me **.' In the House of Integrity, lies are not allowed."

Li Ang casually waved his hand in response.

"Let's not dawdle then and get straight to the point."

Nelson first bowed to the audience, then straightened up and said to Li Ang, "Contestant, please take a seat and listen to the first question."

"Wait a moment!"

Li Ang raised his hand, interrupting Nelson, and pointed at the chair. "Um, I just want to make sure, there are no tricks with this chair, right? Like, as soon as I sit down, an entire ivory tusk will rise from the chair and skewer me, or it will start shocking me until I'm wonderfully invigorated."

"Haha, Brother Hu, you really have a good sense of humor."

Nelson shook his head. "Rest assured. The only effect of this chair is to detect lies. It does not have any mechanisms that could cause harm. Even if you lie, I'm the one who will administer the penalty according to the game's rules, not the chair itself."

"Alright, but I still need to check it myself."

Li Ang nodded. He bent down and circled the wooden chair a few times, inspecting it carefully before wiping the seat and finally sitting down.

"What a cautious contestant. I wonder if his caution will help him answer the upcoming questions honestly. Now, please listen to the first question!"

Nelson supported the microphone with one hand while leisurely reaching into the breast pocket of his suit with the other, pulling out a card.

"This is..."

Nelson glanced down at it. Then, as if he couldn't believe what was written on the card, he leaned back and gasped. This exaggerated performance was naturally to cater to the audience in the back rows of the studio. Everyone in the audience was waiting for him to reveal the card's content.

Nelson held the card with two fingers and, gripping the microphone, pointed it towards Li Ang. "Please tell me, have you ever browsed websites with... colorful content?"

Hmm?

Li Ang raised an eyebrow.

"Whoa~"

From the audience, gasps, jeers, catcalls, and raucous cheers erupted.

The two-headed Ogre started whistling.

A Lizardman girl with green skin and a pink bow on her forehead blushed and buried her face in her Lizardman boyfriend's chest.

Two humanoid corpses with severed necks and bodies wreathed in flames sneered creepily, laughing at who knew what.

"This certainly is a pointed question," Nelson said, smacking his lips, perhaps ironically. "I'd guess that the vast majority of people have browsed such websites, but admitting to it in public is quite challenging. After all, on the surface, everyone is bound by moral constraints..."

"I've browsed them."

Li Ang, seated in the chair, said nonchalantly, his voice stable and clear.

There was nothing to hide. Before the Killing Games went public, the player forum used those kinds of web pages as a front. After the games went public, the player forum underwent a revision to become a normal website that required multiple redirects to access. Strictly speaking, I had indeed seen them.

"Oh? You've answered so quickly? Is it out of recklessness, or are you absolutely certain?" Nelson feigned surprise, his eyes wide. "Are young people these days so honest about their quirks? Well, maybe it's just that an old man like me can't keep up with the times."

The audience erupted in good-natured laughter.

Nelson leisurely placed the card on the table and said seriously, "Then, the answer to this question is..."

DUM DUM DUM!

With the sound effects emanating from the speakers at the edge of the stage, the chair Li Ang was sitting on emitted a green glow.

"Correct!"

Nelson led the applause. "Faced with a pointed question, this contestant bravely admitted his actions! Let's give him a round of applause."

The applause from the audience was sparse. Clearly, they were losing interest because Li Ang had admitted it so quickly.

"Alright, alright, the first question is always a bit easier." Nelson shifted in his seat, urging the audience to be patient. "Now, please listen to the second question. Have you ever personally killed other humans, with the number exceeding one hundred?"

The spotlight, once again, focused on Li Ang.

"Wow, now that's a question..." Nelson licked his fang-filled mouth, feigning panic. "Really, if you aren't some kind of Executioner and you answer yes, then I'd have to seriously consider my own safety as the host. I definitely don't want to be judging a mentally unstable serial killer on the show."

The audience in the back of the studio began to stir as well. This question was far sharper than the previous one. If this were broadcast in the real world, Li Ang would surely be arrested and tried.

Li Ang bowed his head, thinking carefully. It seemed he genuinely had such a record. Just in the Philippine Building alone, he had killed nearly enough people.

"Yes."

After he answered, the green light illuminated.

Nelson gasped dramatically, screaming in feigned shock, "Security! Where is security? We have an unexpected situation here!"

The host's exaggerated performance prompted a burst of loud laughter.

The non-human audience members in the back rows, given their fierce and terrifying appearances, hardly seemed like the benevolent sort. Naturally, they wouldn't believe the host's feigned horror.

"Hehe, just a joke."

Nelson, who had been gesticulating wildly, instantly composed himself. Holding the microphone, he clicked his tongue in amazement. "It seems our contestant here is really quite a twisted individual. Not only has he killed so many of his own kind, but he also admits it shamelessly, without any embarrassment, in front of everyone."

Li Ang smiled but said nothing.

"Now, for the third question." Nelson drew another card. "Do you believe that the people you have killed with your own hands all deserved to die?"

"..."

Li Ang crossed his legs and squinted. "Does this question, placed right after the previous one, act as a sort of combo? With such a large number, each one would need to be considered. If even one of them was innocent, the answer would be wrong."

Nelson laughed. "In a way, yes."

"Then I would like to ask, who defines the scope of 'innocent'? The law? The individual? The show's producers? Or public morality?" Li Ang asked. "Different standards of definition can yield vastly different answers."

"As I said before, the standard for discerning lies is the chair you're sitting on." Nelson sighed. "The Honest Chair will find the deepest emotions in your heart and use those as the standard for judgment. In other words, the standard to detect lies is yourself."

Li Ang nodded. "Is that so?" He then answered, "Yes. I am certain that the people I have killed with my own hands all deserved their fate."

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