Xiemen Waidao furrowed his brow in deep thought for a long time before nudging Liuzi beside him and whispered, "You're better at sweet-talking, you start."
"What do you take me for?" Liuzi said discontentedly.
"...Stepfather!"
Upon hearing Xiemen Waidao's sincere and heartfelt "Stepfather", Liuzi's heart softened.
Even the strongest straight male couldn't withstand such mountainous fatherly love.
"Enough, when it comes to my child's matters, it's still up to me to take action."
After pondering for a moment, Liuzi spoke to the clueless Mukuai 1234 and the Goddess of Art, "The problem Xiemen Waidao and I have discovered is the same: some things that we want, we simply can't get."
Seeing that the two still looked perplexed, Liuzi directly addressed the person who was not researching how to make coffee but staring at the chessboard, "Zhiyi, can you get us a computer, please?"
Zhiyi Heavenly Lord raised his head, looked at Liuzi in front of him, and smiled with satisfaction.
