93 Luck can be snatched?

Song Yan slid inside the passenger's seat, as Fu Yu Sheng fastened his seatbelt, she shot him a quick glance wondering from where he learned all those sneaky moves but when Fu Yu Sheng turned his head sideways, she immediately turned around and looked ahead. Of course, she was caught since she heard a deep masculine chuckle coming from beside her.

" So, what happened in the mall just now? And don't say it was nothing because I am smarter than that Yan'er," said Fu Yu Sheng as he gunned the engine and pulled his Bentley out of the parking lot.

Song Yan did not control her urge to roll her eyes and pasted a fake smile as she spoke in a gushing voice, " Of course you are smart, who said you aren't? I am like so blessed to have a husband who is so smart yet doesn't understand such a simple thing that he needs to come home once every week, not once every year."

He glanced at her lightly. " Was that sarcasm, Mrs Fu?"

" Yes, it was, Mr Fu…Any objections?"

Since he was in the wrong here, Fu Yu Sheng had no other option but to shut his mouth. " None, whatsoever."

" Good," huffed Song Yan as she turned her head away to look at the front, though she did that, she still started explaining to Fu Yu Sheng about what happened in the mall. " As for what happened at the mall, let's say that there are many arts when it comes to supernatural beings, and one of those arts is---the dark arts."

" Dark arts as in dark magic?" asked Fu Yu Sheng as he deeply looked at Song Yan who was staring at the road in front of them, since he was driving at the moment he couldn't take much attention off the road but he did look at her once in a while.

Song Yang nodded grimly. " Something along the lines, yeah."

Fu Yu Sheng's brows furrowed, as he started tapping on the steering wheel. " Is there a difference between what you do and those who do dark magic?"

At once he knew that he said that he has something wrong because Song Yan recoiled looking highly affronted. she glared at him defiantly with anger flashing in her eyes as she gasped out in a high pitched voice, " Well of course it's different!  How is it not different? Do you see me killing or hurting innocent people? How can you even say that?"

" No that's not what I meant," Fu Yu Sheng answered immediately, clearly frustrated with himself for saying the wrong things again and if he wasn't driving he would have raised his hands in surrender. " I didn't mean to offend you, when I was a child my grandmother used to tell me a story and I just thought that whenever something has to do with ghosts, it's called dark magic. I am not an expert like you, so I have no idea that there are many arts in this field as well."

It was good that he wasn't in public or anywhere else, if someone saw him like this—— Fu Yu Sheng couldn't help but get worried about his Image. Since when did he start to have trouble talking or much better speaking comprehensible sentences?

He used to think that his friends used exaggerate when they used to say that they couldn't get a chance to speak in front of their wives but now that he was getting a taste of it too, he realised that they were right.

After listening to Fu Yu Sheng call her an expert, Song Yan was slightly mollified, though there was still a defiant glint in her eyes that dared him to say anything wrong again. " Very well, since you are not an expert, then shut up and let me do the explaining."

Fu Yu Sheng wisely shut himself off.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Yan nodded, she was already having a hard time with her Yin energy going wild, she had to struggle against an oppressive desiring heat that was practically begging her to throw herself at Fu Yu Sheng and his constant interruptions were making her annoyed. " So, What I was saying was that, there are many arts in this realm when it concerns the supernatural. There are spiritual masters like me who works as neutralising agents, we exorcise ghost, ghouls and beasts that aren't supposed to have a dwelling in the mortal realm, but at the same time we cannot disrupt the natural course of events. Things that are destined to happen, we should let them happen and if we don't—— then there are divine punishments waiting for us. Of course, we can always raise our cultivation to avoid the divine punishments but it's better not to make a habit out of it."

" I am a neutral agent and there are many like me who take care of the spirits that make boundless trouble in the human world. We don't hurt the innocents but some will hurt and they do hurt the innocents for their benefits and by now you must have already understood that among these people one of them is Song Lan" She raised her head and looked at Fu Yu Sheng who glanced at her with an unnatural flicker in his eyes.

Inhaling sharply, Fu Yu Sheng opened his mouth… but he completely froze for two seconds. He had no words, he couldn't understand why a young mistress from the Song family would do something like this? Wasn't she already fortunate enough what other benefit did she want now? Finally, after a short pause, he said, " Could you explain that again more clearly?"

" You heard me, Fu Yu Sheng."

Choosing to ignore the way his stomach plummeted at how she addressed him, he shook his head. " I don't understand, why would you think that? And even if she does those things that you think she does, how do you know that?"

Song Yan pursed her lips and then pondered for a minute before she dropped the bomb on his head. " What if I say that Song Lan was doomed to have a life full of poverty? And that the life she is living right now is all thanks to the luck that she has snatched?"