Zhang Yingying sneered, "Wait until those poor fools who were swindled out of their money and taken advantage of come knocking, then try saying that again."
Ronan waved his hand. "It won't come to that."
Seeing his attitude, Zhang Yingying grew somewhat puzzled. She turned and asked Bamboo Pole, "Are they really using this guy's name so brazenly?"
Bamboo Pole understood what she meant and grinned. "The Inner World ones naturally wouldn't dare, but they can make indirect suggestions. As for those secular Evil Cult peddlers, you'll have to ask our Ronan God why he hasn't brought down thunder to strike them dead!"
"Actually, I did strike a few dead."
"Huh?"
"I dealt with a few of the more serious cases, but these Evil Cult organizations were more closed-off, so it was impossible to create an effective deterrent. Besides, most of them operated through family churches or online proselytization. They were still in their infancy, and their evil deeds hadn't become apparent. I couldn't just go over and kill them all."
"So you knew about all of them?"
"I told you, this is actually beneficial to me." Ronan spread his hands as well. "Who wouldn't want their own faithful to grow in number? It's just that I'd rather everyone use their free time to let their imaginations run wild. I'm not lacking money or power, and I can't handle any more romantic attention..."
Another teacup came flying across the room that night, soup and water included.
Fortunately, the Living God still had a few tricks up her sleeve and caught it effortlessly.
Zhang Yingying said righteously, "What nonsense are you spouting? Raven is still here!"
Though she said that, both Zhang Yingying and Bamboo Pole hesitated afterward. The latter even asked, "So you're saying you're happy to see this happen?"