114: Luck

"Hmph! Since that's the case, then it's settled. Remember, at today's birthday banquet, don't mention a single word about what happened that night."

With that, Ye Wuhuan's face darkened, and he turned to leave.

"Hey! Young Master Ye, wait!"

As soon as Ye Wuhuan turned around, he was stopped by Qin Shou.

Ye Wuhuan turned back to look at Qin Shou with an unfriendly expression, his tone clearly carrying a hint of threat: "Haven't I already promised you ten million? You're still not satisfied? There's a limit to how much you can push your luck! Do you really think I, Ye Wuhuan, am easy to mess with?"

"Hehe, Young Master Ye, I'm an impatient person, I just like to see cash. Transfer ten million to my account right now, otherwise, no deal."

Qin Shou shrugged, a sly glint in his eyes, looking as if he had Ye Wuhuan completely figured out.

"You—!"

Ye Wuhuan's eye twitched as he saw Qin Shou's smug smile.

"That's ten million! Where am I supposed to get that much money to transfer to you right now?" Ye Wuhuan gritted his teeth.

"That's not my problem. Anyway, if I don't see ten million, I can't guarantee my mouth will stay shut."

Qin Shou stood with his hands in his pockets, whistling, embodying the attitude of 'I'm a rogue, who cares?'.

A murderous glint flashed in Ye Wuhuan's eyes. He secretly calculated that after today's matter, he would arrange for assassins to kill Qin Shou.

Since that was the case, the money would only be in Qin Shou's account temporarily; he would make Qin Shou return it all, principal and interest, eventually.

Thinking of this, a sinister smile played on Ye Wuhuan's lips. He forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly, "Alright, give me your card number, and I'll have someone transfer it to you now."

"No problem, no problem."

Qin Shou smiled and gave Ye Wuhuan his bank card number, thinking to himself that Ye Wuhuan was truly a walking money tree! Every time he encountered him, he could make a large sum, which was much faster than working hard to start his own business.

"Hmph!"

Ye Wuhuan took Qin Shou's bank card number, pulled out his phone with a cold face, and sent a text message to someone. A few minutes later, Qin Shou received a text message from the bank, notifying him that 10 million had been deposited into his account.

The moment the ten million arrived, Qin Shou immediately saw a faint golden light, like a wisp of silk, fly out from Ye Wuhuan's body and into the ring of fortune he wore on his hand. Subsequently, this wisp of golden light passed through the ring of fortune and integrated into Qin Shou's own body.

At the exact same time, Qin Shou saw that the golden light of fortune on Ye Wuhuan's body had visibly dimmed, while the golden light on his own body had brightened considerably.

This was the ability of the ring of fortune: as long as one could make the opponent suffer a setback, one could invisibly seize the opponent's fortune and enhance one's own.

Qin Shou couldn't help but inwardly marvel, 'As expected of top-tier nobility, even a mere wisp of fortune from his body, transferred to mine, made my fortune halo brighten so much.'

"Hehe, Young Master Ye is truly capable, ten million arrived so quickly. Young Master Ye, in the future, as long as the price is reasonable and there's anything I can do, just say the word, and I'll be there whenever you call."

Qin Shou deliberately put on a money-grubbing act in front of Ye Wuhuan, thinking that he might have a chance to swindle this guy a few more times in the future. Of course, he was genuinely money-grubbing.

Ye Wuhuan looked at Qin Shou's smug face, his expression growing even gloomier. Too lazy to bother with Qin Shou any further, he turned with a cold face and walked into the villa.

"Master, Ye Wuhuan has murderous intent towards you."

As Qin Shou watched Ye Wuhuan walk away, Ling'er's clear and cold voice suddenly echoed in his mind, carrying a hint of solemnity.

"Hmph, I could tell that too." Qin Shou coldly watched Ye Wuhuan's receding back, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, as he, too, harbored murderous intent.

"What do you plan to do, Master?" Ling'er couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, he wants my life, and conveniently, I want his life too. We'll see about that." A cold smile played on Qin Shou's lips, his tone carrying a hint of ruthlessness.

Qin Shou was not a soft-hearted person. Since Ye Wuhuan had already harbored murderous intent towards him, he would not show mercy either.

However, to Qin Shou's surprise, Ling'er actually advised, "Master, this person has immense fortune. Until your fortune surpasses his, Ling'er suggests not confronting him directly for now."

"Why? Ye Wuhuan has great fortune, isn't it perfect for me to kill him and then use the ring of fortune to seize it all?" Qin Shou couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Ling'er immediately explained, "Master, you may not know this, but those with great fortune in this world are like those protected by the Heavenly Dao. For example, the kings, marquises, and generals in history, the great figures destined to change human fate, whether they were good or bad, always managed to turn misfortune into good fortune whenever they faced life-threatening disasters. This is because they possess great fortune.

The most famous example is Liu Xiu, the Son of the Plane in history. When the enemy general Wang Mang led an army of 400,000 to raid his camp at night, meteorites suddenly fell from the sky, and all of them struck Wang Mang's army, while Liu Xiu's 20,000 men were completely unharmed.

What was originally a night raid that could have led to the complete annihilation of Liu Xiu's army ultimately resulted in Wang Mang's army being routed and severely weakened. Not only that, but when Wang Mang's army scattered and fled, strong winds tore off roof tiles, and heavy rain poured down, causing soldiers to trample each other to death and suffer heavy casualties. The Ju River swelled, drowning over ten thousand people. This was all because Liu Xiu was destined by heaven and possessed the fortune of a nation.

Unless you, Master, have the ability to forcibly seize the creation of heaven and earth, facing someone with great fortune, if you harbor murderous intent, you will always encounter various troubles and instead suffer suppression from the Heavenly Dao, bringing disaster upon yourself."

"There's such a thing! That's utterly outrageous!"

Qin Shou's heart tightened. He had originally planned to find an opportunity to kill Ye Wuhuan after the gathering, as Qin Shou had already realized that this person would never let him go, so it was better to strike first. However, after hearing Ling'er's words, he couldn't help but hesitate. What if he failed to kill Ye Wuhuan and instead got hit by a meteorite from the sky, dying instantly? That would be a huge injustice.

"Master, fortune involves the operational laws of the Heavenly Dao. Throughout history, both ancient and modern, in every field, even in cultivation, those who achieve great accomplishments are without exception individuals with great fortune. They are either exceptionally gifted or encounter extraordinary opportunities; what seems like coincidence is actually fortune bestowed upon them, with divine will protecting them in the unseen.

This is why the ring of fortune, despite having no offensive power, is a treasure beyond the Heavenly rank. Because seizing someone's fortune is like forcibly contending for the favor of heaven with a darling of the Heavenly Dao; it is an act against heaven."