Seeing that Song Yan's expression grew cold, Pan Delan realized that she might have said the wrong thing. She cleared her throat and then said in a hurried voice, " I did not mean that what I meant to say was, Sister Yan something like this is not possible. If one could tell who was going to die and live with just the physical features of a person then no one would ever meet with an accident, right? Let me tell you, there is no such thing as supernatural and predictions in this world. All those masters and card readers are only skilled swindlers who know how to say what others want to hear, you cannot listen to them, all right?"
After speaking she looked at the clock on the wall and yelped, " We need to go. Director Li wants us to come back before nine as he wants to shoot a night scene past nine." Pan Delan then turned to look at Song Yan and asked, " Are you not going to come to the mall with us?"
