“I still think something’s wrong.”

Qinglong furrowed his brow. He had already practiced with these ‘characters’ many times in advance, but he never remembered that this pile of “parts” could form “父” (father).

“Qi Xia, what little trick did you pull?” Qinglong asked coldly.

“Little trick?” Qi Xia paused after hearing this. “Do I need to take Xuanwu to see how I assembled it this time too?”

“I find it very hard to believe you actually used the existing radicals to spell this character,” Qinglong said. “So this time I still need to inspect it.”

“You cannot,” Xuanwu said. “No one inspected when you were creating ‘characters’.”

“Has too much of your reason disappeared?” Qinglong furrowed his brow and asked. “Can’t you see that he’s cheating?”

“You can’t just pin that label on me,” Qi Xia said. “Xuanwu can inspect—I have no problem with that—but you cannot.”

With Qinglong wearing a displeased expression, Qi Xia led Xuanwu behind the massive wall. In just a few seconds, Xuanwu walked out and said in a deep voice, “No violation.”

The expression on Qinglong’s face became spectacularly complex in an instant. He still suspected that Xuanwu didn’t know what trick Qi Xia had pulled, and perhaps had been deceived by some sleight of hand.

But unfortunately, Xuanwu was currently the referee judging victory or defeat in this game, so he could only follow her arrangements.

However, that said, even if Qi Xia hadn’t violated the rules, with Xuanwu as the referee, could “父” really win?

“Fine…” Qinglong said with a dark expression. “Even if he correctly assembled this ‘character’… Xuanwu, how are you going to judge?”

“I…” Xuanwu raised her head to look at the screen, paused for a few seconds, then asked, “What character is this?”

“Father,” Han Yimo said.

“…?”

After hearing this answer, Xuanwu’s expression showed hesitation for a while, as if she didn’t understand the meaning of this character.

“Father… what does that mean…?”

Everyone was slightly stunned after hearing this, then all turned their gazes toward Xuanwu.

“It’s your dad,” Chen Junnan explained. “Usually paired with your mom.”

“Dad…? Why would this ‘character’… be important to humans?” Xuanwu asked again.

“Huh?”

After hearing this, several people present showed puzzled expressions.

Chen Junnan paused, then said, “Big Sis, usually speaking… only after your dad and mom meet and get together will you exist in this world.”

“Nonsense,” Xuanwu said with a cold rebuke. “I don’t remember ever having a ‘father’. I only remember that I need ‘rice’.”

After listening, Qi Xia also slowly furrowed his brow, knowing that a referee like Xuanwu was naturally a double-edged sword.

Her judgment of these two ‘characters’ both came from her own life experience. If she were an orphan, the argument for “father” wouldn’t hold.

After all, from her perspective, for humans to appear in the world, a “father” wasn’t necessary at all.

“Whether you acknowledge it or not, you were still born by humans,” Chen Junnan said. “Although you look dashing and heroic now, what about before you came here? Think about it carefully.”

After hearing this, Xuanwu remained silent, her expression looking very wooden.

“I have no ‘father’,” Xuanwu said after a few seconds. “I have no ‘mother’ either. ‘Rice’ is the most important thing. I only remember that I need ‘rice’.”

After hearing this, everyone’s brains spun rapidly. The victory or defeat of this game seemed to have shifted from “assembling characters” to “convincing Xuanwu.”

“Big Sis, is there a possibility that you’re the ‘referee’?” Chen Junnan could only switch to a different approach and spoke again. “You need to be fair, just, and open. Think about it carefully—even if you don’t have a ‘father’, other people do.”

“Precisely because I’m the referee,” Xuanwu said. “I must judge using my own standards. I don’t need a ‘father’, but I need ‘rice’.”

Now Chen Junnan was completely out of conversation. Xuanwu seemed to have her own set of logic and was impervious to persuasion.

He generally couldn’t talk with people who were too stubborn, but there seemed to be someone present who could chat with her.

As long as that person stepped up, perhaps the situation could still have a turning point.

“Old Qiao! Go!” Chen Junnan said.

“Okay!” Qiao Jiajin nodded. “Leave it to me, Junnan boy. I’m best at chatting.”

After saying this, he took a step forward and said, “Scarecrow woman, hello.”

“…Audacious,” Xuanwu said with a cold rebuke.

“Don’t be angry, listen to me first,” Qiao Jiajin said. “Look, our topic this time is ‘what is more important to humans’, right?”

“Yes.” Xuanwu nodded.

“But are you human?”

“I…”

“Scarecrow woman, you’re not human,” Qiao Jiajin said. “We’ve been discussing here for ages, but we’re not discussing your situation—we’re discussing ‘human’ matters. How can you use your own experience to judge?”

“This…” After hearing this, Xuanwu paused, feeling that this indeed made sense.

“But we are human!” Qiao Jiajin pointed at himself and the others around him. “You should ask us about this question. We’ll all tell you what’s most important to us, right?”

After hearing this, Xuanwu’s thoughts became somewhat stuck.

Did she count as “human”?

Unable to seek life, unable to seek death, walking in this sunless land with an “indestructible” body.

Did such a body count as “human”?

“I’m like a ‘ghost’,” Xuanwu said. “I’m not like a ‘human’.”

“Right! Whether god or ghost, as long as you’re not human, that’s correct!” Qiao Jiajin said with a smile. “So what you think is important isn’t important to us.”

Xuanwu paused for a long time, then unexpectedly and inexplicably nodded.

“Right, and don’t ask that long-haired man over there either. He says he’s a ‘god’. Things listed by a ‘god’ definitely aren’t important to humans—they’re only important to ‘gods’, so there’s no point asking him.”

After hearing this, Xuanwu pondered thoughtfully and said, “That makes sense.”

Chen Junnan patted Qiao Jiajin’s shoulder. “Old Qiao, you’re still the one.”

“That doesn’t make sense,” Qinglong said coldly at this moment. “Xuanwu, don’t be confused anymore. No matter what they say, they just want you to judge ‘father’ as the winner. Can you believe such things?”

“This…” Xuanwu seemed to have been confused by both sides’ viewpoints and simply stood there silently in a daze for the time being.

“Moreover, ‘rice’ is also very important to ‘fathers’,” Qinglong said. “Even if all humans are born from parents, don’t parents need to eat? If there’s no food, the parents’ lives would be gone—where would children come from then?”

Chen Junnan looked at Qinglong with displeasure. “You’re being somewhat unreasonable now.”

“You’re all correct,” Xuanwu said. “Although ‘father’ isn’t important to me, perhaps it’s important to ‘humans’. But they equally need ‘rice’.”