Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 560 Lord Ron's Integrity 6K

"Who is she?! What are you doing?!"

"Hehe~"

Faced with Sharon's aggressive questioning, Ron trembled and immediately put on an innocent smile, trying to get away with it.

Wearing a small black soft hat, with light gold hair and azure eyes, the evil spirit's face grew increasingly pale, and her aggrieved eyes were slightly red.

Perhaps due to years of abstinence, no tears flowed from her eyes. She raised her voice, glanced at Audrey, and loudly questioned:

"What are you doing!?"

"Well……"

The blond boy scratched his head and said cautiously:

"Uh, yes, I'm learning etiquette."

"You're talking nonsense!"

What a wonderful lesson in etiquette!

They've learned etiquette to the point of stripping people naked!

You're not Lord Ron, you're clearly a stripper!

Sharon almost laughed out of anger when she heard the little fish's explanation.

Her gaze remained cold yet filled with a certain intimidating power. She glanced at Ron, then carefully looked at Audrey, who had just provoked her.

A few seconds later, Sharon turned her head awkwardly, and at that moment, she felt that she hadn't lost unjustly.

"How can there be such a beautiful woman in the world? Could she be a high-ranking witch?!"

Even though she was 99% confident in her appearance, Miss Evil still felt somewhat ashamed after looking at Audrey for a while.

"Wait a minute! I'm catching this bastard in the act! How many other women does he have on the side?!"

"And this woman seems familiar; she's even smiling at me. Is she provoking me?!"

Sharon fell from mid-air, transforming from a spirit into a flesh-and-blood body.

She strode forward with her long legs and, with an air of composure, slapped the blond boy hard across the face.

Snapped!

"You bastard!"

He actually cheated on me with another woman! And he even ripped her clothes off right in front of me!?

I don't have any clothes!?

You've utterly disgraced the God of Time and Space!

The slap clearly startled the blond boy, but he reacted very quickly, immediately covering the bright red handprint on his face and feigning a wronged expression, saying:

"Sharon..."

"Shut up!"

"Okay."

Miss Evil glared at the scoundrel Ron, then reached out her icy fingers and grabbed the boy's ear.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Be gentle..."

The blond boy immediately started yelling and screaming, letting out painful "wails".

Being caught in the act of adultery is a sad thing, and it is quite common in Backlund.

Such things are obviously not so easy to deny, not to mention that the cunning noble lady had just put a big accusation on herself.

'Perhaps I really should ask Rosell for advice...'

Muttering to himself, the boy pretended to be subdued, letting Sharon knead and manipulate him as she pleased, cooperating perfectly.

The clever Ron knew perfectly well that although Sharon appeared to be reprimanding him, the main culprit, without even glancing at Audrey, she was actually asserting her dominance over her.

Ron is mine, don't even think about taking him from me. If you know what's good for you, just back out!

This act of declaring sovereignty was not subtle; on the contrary, it was blatant and provocative, and Audrey Hall, as a spectator, was naturally aware of it all.

"It seems Mr. Ron's other 'wings' are unaware he has other wings. That scumbag, that bastard!"

Although she held a sliver of hope that Ron had already revealed the truth to her, Audrey still felt very uncomfortable when she actually saw the other "wings".

She straightened her slightly disheveled dress, a complex mix of thoughts flashing in her emerald eyes. A smile played on her lips as she gracefully looked at Sharon and asked in a light, sweet voice:

"Mr. Ron~"

"Who is she? Aren't I the one you love?"

Audrey's voice was filled with a variety of emotions: a bit of helplessness, a bit of dissatisfaction, a bit of worry, and a bit of coquetry.

Just two sentences were enough to melt the heart of that nobody.

Sure enough, no woman is easy to deal with!

Upon hearing this coquettish tone, Sharon opened her mouth, seemingly surprised by this tactic. She took a deep breath, as if she wanted to assert her dominance in the same way as Audrey.

But when she mentally rehearsed it, she felt goosebumps rising on her skin.

"Hmph, Mr. Ron!"

She looked at Ron, who was very cooperative with her, her tone revealing five parts mockery and five parts indifference. Sharon snorted and finally threw the dog Ron onto the sofa.

Da da da.

In the vast living room, crisp yet cold footsteps echoed, reverberating all around like the footsteps of war, causing Ron, who was huddled to the side and in charge of the "City of Calamity," to smell a hint of gunpowder.

In an instant, it seemed as if an extremely powerful storm was raging in the bedroom.

Sharon and Audrey stared at each other, one with an expressionless face, exuding an overwhelming aura of power.

The other one wore a sweet smile, like an innocent noblewoman.

The two stared at each other, and time seemed to stand still, like the calm before a storm.

Seeing this, the blond boy was terrified that the two of them would start fighting without thinking.

Although Ron was quite interested in seeing it, he couldn't bring himself to do something so beastly.

Frankly speaking, the blond boy believed that he was 99% to blame for the current situation, and that Ron was not a coward.

On the sofa to the side, sitting in a corner, he raised his hand and whispered:

"that."

"Shut up!" *2

The two voices spoke in unison, one cold and indifferent, the other pleasant but containing a hint of annoyance.

Fine!

The smile on the boy's face froze and disappeared.

Azure eyes met emerald eyes, and the moment the boy spoke, both seemed to sense a hint of anger emanating from the depths of their hearts.

Although she already knew that Ron had other wings, Audrey accepted it as she pleased, but she was also furious. She wouldn't let herself be bullied for no reason.

Sharon, however, kept her eyes fixed on the unexpected guest, and the hostility in her eyes lessened considerably as Ron spoke.

Because, at this moment, both sides have realized one thing.

They both seemed to be victims, while Ron, who had caused all of this, sat unscathed watching the show.

Even though the two women didn't make any move, the atmosphere in the room seemed to change slightly.

"Perhaps she, like me, was also kept in the dark by that scumbag?"

Sharon's lips twitched slightly, suppressing the crazy thoughts in her mind and controlling the surging malice. Her gaze towards Audrey softened a little.

"It seems Mr. Ron really didn't tell her about my existence, or about the existence of another being. That's going too far, deceiving someone's feelings like that?"

The noblewoman's gaze was slightly complicated, and the hostility in her eyes lessened somewhat.

As a spectator, she knew that Ron's words just now were not accidental, but rather a way of subtly shifting all the conflict onto Himself.

He's a bit of a jerk, but he's quite responsible.

In the end, the gentle-hearted noblewoman decided to humble herself a little. She lifted her skirt and curtsied, using impeccable manners, and spoke in a light, sweet voice:

"My name is Audrey Hall. It's a pleasure to meet you. It seems like this isn't the first time we've met."

Miss Evil opened her mouth, her eternally pale face suddenly appearing somewhat bewildered by the girl's concession.

She glared fiercely at Ron, and said in a soft but still flat tone:

"Sharon, I think I remember you."

The moment Miss Evil sensed that Audrey looked familiar, she instinctively obtained the information through the spirit world.

Sharon felt a little embarrassed as she recalled how she had come to the haunted house with Ron and carelessly thrown around sun charms.

Because, according to the timeline, she seems to be the one who came later.

It's all that bastard's fault!

Sharon turned her head and gave the blond boy a hard glare, then turned around, wanting to leave this place immediately.

But just then, she suddenly felt a warmth in her cold palm, a warmth that came from the girl's vitality, causing Sharon to stop in her tracks.

What? You think you've won? You're here to show off your power to me?!

In an instant, another surge of anger welled up in his heart, and one wave of malice after another urged him to tear the girl in front of him to pieces.

"Can I call you 'older sister'? You look a few years older than me."

Audrey took Sharon's arm and said with a bright smile and a light tone.

Like a gentle breeze blowing through her soul, Sharon's malice and anger subsided slightly, leaving her frozen in place, momentarily stunned.

"Okay." After a long pause, she clearly uttered the two words.

Seeing this, the blonde girl spoke softly but with barely concealed nervousness:

"Sharon, as you can see, I'm an 'audience member.' Can we sit down and have a proper chat?"

"Mr. Ron mentioned you to me, saying you're one of his most admired people. I, I..."

At this point, Audrey's tone became increasingly aggrieved, like an innocent girl who didn't know what to do.

It's not that I don't know what to do next, but the feeling of being wronged is real.

Her emerald eyes glared fiercely at Ron Sothos, who sat obediently to the side like a prisoner, and she planned to settle this score with him later.

"She mentioned me to you?"

What the hell did that damn bastard do?!

Seeing the well-dressed, elegant girl's feigned strength, the seemingly cold but actually kind-hearted evil spirit was heartbroken.

I'm so damn stupid!

She began to reflect on herself, wondering why she had initially turned her anger on this bewildered girl. For a moment, Sharon even felt a little ashamed.

Although she knew it was an audience member who was holding her arm, it was precisely this honesty that made Sharon, who had already become a demigod, feel even more ashamed.

Because this makes her seem like a "hedonist" who relies on power, acts unreasonably, and wantonly harms others.

We're both suffering in this world, shouldn't we blame that scumbag for all of this?

If looks could kill, Ron would probably be bruised and battered, half-dead by now.

The arm in her arms went from tense to relaxed, and Audrey quickly pulled Sharon down to sit, speaking lightly like a close friend:

"Sharon, where are you from? You're amazing! Were you a demon just now?"

"Southern Continent." Miss Evil Spirit hesitated for a moment.

"Sharon, did you just get back from a long trip? How about I treat you to a big lunch at a restaurant? We can go try Intis's specialties."

"Uh, okay," Sharon nodded.

"Sister Sharon, when did you meet Mr. Ron? You're from the Southern Continent, you wouldn't happen to be one of His followers, would you?"

"Um," Miss Evil Spirit said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Huh? Really? He doesn't even spare his believers? We...we'll leave this aside for now."

As the conversation veered further and further into a dead end, Audrey chuckled twice and changed the subject again.

But the more enthusiastic Audrey was, the more embarrassed Sharon became, and the more embarrassed she became, the colder her gaze toward Ron grew.

However, sitting across the sofa, watching his wives reconcile, Xiao Zayu was quite pleased, because he could already imagine the delightful scene of him embracing one on the left and one on the right.

But just then, the impossibly beautiful noblewoman seemed to sense Ron's sinister intentions. Her cheeks puffed out slightly, and she changed the subject, saying:

"Sharon, you know what? Mr. Ron told me before that he has three people he likes."

"One is you, one is me, and do you know who the other one is?"

What?! There's one more?!

Sharon shook her head, her tone suddenly turning cold:

"It has never been mentioned."

Upon hearing this, Audrey covered her mouth and said in a surprised tone:

"Sister Sharon, I noticed that sometimes Mr. Ron would come home at night smelling of another woman. I thought it was you, but now I think it must have been the last one."

As she spoke, the girl's tone became increasingly dejected, causing thick layers of ice crystals to freeze at the feet of the evil spirit.

Don't make false accusations!

You're slandering me!

Ron, who was drinking black tea, almost spat out blood. He hurriedly put down his teacup and explained:

"I don't"

"go out!"

Sharon's tone was filled with an indescribable coldness.

"That's right, get out!"

Audrey, meanwhile, sided with Sharon, aiding and abetting the evildoer and giving Ron no chance to explain.

You think I'll just leave if you tell me to?

Today I'll show you my backbone, and see if Ron Sothos is tough or not!!!

bump!!!

The door was slammed shut, and Ron was kicked out of his own home.

"Sharon, let's go to Philips department store this afternoon."

Hearing the faint sounds coming from inside the room, the blond boy stood frozen in place at the villa's entrance.

The attempt to shift the blame was undoubtedly successful, and this outcome was not unexpected for Ron.

He stood at the door and shook his head without saying anything more, after all, this was the most normal development.

Lord Ron carried everything on his shoulders.

39 Berklund Street.

The butler, Walter, knocked on the living room door. After receiving a reply from his master, he quickly pushed the door open and whispered to Dawn Dantes:

"Sir, Mr. Ron Sothos, President of World Peace Corporation, has come to visit."

What is this bastard doing here?! And you said His real name!!!

Klein's eyelids twitched, then he felt a surge of annoyance, and finally realized just how despicable Ron was to use his real name as a common name.

If anyone records anything about this name, if anyone includes this name in intelligence reports as if it were fake, if anyone treats this name as just an ordinary name and speaks it aloud, then congratulations.

You have already received the gaze of a great being!

And it's free!

"Sigh... If all the hidden evil beings revealed their true names, this world would probably be in chaos long ago."

Klein sighed inwardly and was about to shake his head in refusal when he suddenly realized that doing so seemed to go against his character.

"Walter, did he bring a gift?" Dawn Dantes suddenly asked.

The butler paused for a moment, then shook his head in surprise, saying, "There was no gentleman here; he came on foot."

"Very well, you're not here to apologize."

Heartbroken, Klein pondered silently for a moment, then, without changing his expression, said earnestly:

Go tell him that I don't welcome rude people.

Outside the three-story villa.

"What do you mean I'm rude!?"

Who are you putting this up for?!

Roselle was right; a tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs. That bastard Klein is even unwelcome by Lord Ron.

What a pragmatic guy. He just "fooled" you once and had some fun with you.

"I apologize, sir, Mr. Dantès is new to Backlund and is very particular about etiquette here, so..."

Walter phrased it tactfully. Although he didn't think offending a top tycoon was a good thing, as a butler, he naturally had to convey his master's meaning clearly.

Ron nodded, and without saying another word, turned and left.

He stood in a corner where no one could see him, muttering to himself in various languages ​​and sounds:

"A fool who does not belong to this era, a mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the king of yellow and black who holds the reins of good fortune."

Kung Pao chicken, after being deep-fried, is incredibly fragrant and crunchy; cashews, after being deep-fried, are incredibly fragrant and crunchy; pine nuts, after being deep-fried…

If offline methods don't work, bombard them online.

The bathroom in Dawn Dantes's residence.

"Master, stop chanting! Stop using your supernatural powers!!!"

Klein screamed in despair in Chinese. This immersive and familiar scene reminded him of the glorious days he spent watching Journey to the West as a child "before time travel".

Klein vowed that he would work hard to improve his sequence, strengthen his control over the "Source Castle," and completely silence the Crimson Star corresponding to Ron!

The blond boy muttered for a full half hour before stopping. He returned to the front of Dawn Dantes' mansion, where Klein's personal servant came out to greet him.

Ignoring the resentful look in the puppet's eyes, Ron followed his personal servant into the living room.

Seeing Klein's unfriendly attitude, Ron grunted and greeted him politely:

"Hmph, long time no see. You look terrible. Your face is so dark."

You scoundrel, how dare you ask such a question!?

Klein slammed his fist on the coffee table in anger. He wanted to unleash his inner self and return to his past life as a keyboard warrior, arguing with everyone online. However, seeing the servants standing at the door, he quickly swallowed his anger and casually gave the order:

"You may leave now. I have important matters to discuss with the president."

"Yes, sir."

The servants orderly withdrew from the living room, and Klein then stood up, picked up the wine bottle he had prepared beforehand, and challenged Ron to a duel between men.

It's no wonder Klein acted impulsively; this guy was just too infuriating!

"Ron, with your character, even if you got a wife, she'd probably be kicked out of the house!"

It has to be said that Klein has a pretty good eye for people; with just one sentence, he left Ron speechless.

The blond boy's face twitched slightly, but he didn't argue with Klein. Instead, he found a chair with a backrest and sat down, calmly saying:

"Instead of arguing with me, you should be figuring out how to digest your potions. You only have one puppet, and its strength is far too weak."

Holy crap, what the hell? Has Ron changed his ways today?

Hearing such an unfamiliar language from Ron, Dawn Dantes didn't know how to respond.

However, in the next second...

"Perhaps I should go to Tingen and weep bitterly at your tombstone. Would that make you feel any better?"

That's just right!

Klein retorted with a smirk:

"Don't forget to cry at your own grave too, and offer plenty of sacrifices so you don't neglect yourself."

Damn it, how come this bastard's mouth is getting more and more outrageous?

Ron cursed inwardly, but he had no interest in chatting idly with Klein at the moment.

"Would you like to partner with me to build a philanthropic business?"

ha?

Ron's unusual behavior alerted Klein, who, having dealt with blond teenagers for years, immediately gave the correct answer.

"I do not want."

"Ron, you're acting strange today. If you have nothing better to do, go and take better care of your businesses. Why did you come here?"

Klein pointed fingers at Ron, practically implying that he was a good-for-nothing who was idle all day and did nothing productive.

"Hmph, you don't know anything!"

The boy grunted, then said:

"Didn't I give you a bunch of sealed artifacts before? Now I'm going to take back the bracelet that contains the uniqueness of the visionary."

Klein shook his head in disbelief and said:

"You could have just told me, why did you have to come all the way here? Something's wrong with you!"

"That's just one point. Another reason isn't that I wanted to come, but rather that the Law of Extraordinary Characteristics Convergence brought me here!"

The boy slightly raised his chin, using a sophisticated way of speaking to mask the fact that he had nowhere to go.

To be honest, the reason Ron was able to find this place, instead of just randomly picking a tavern to brag, is probably really thanks to the Law of Extraordinary Characteristics Convergence.

After all, he had keenly sensed something amiss when he saw Butler Klein.

Needless to say, Klein's "Source Castle" directly led to the fact that no matter where Ron wandered, he would always run into this guy.

"It's like a persistent ghost..."

He muttered something under his breath, then leaned close to Dawn Dantes' ear and said:

"Your butler is a ruthless person!"

(End of this chapter)