"Just the word 'witch' is enough to make one feel surrounded by spirits and ghosts."
Qu Yu hurriedly flipped through the book in his hands, glancing at the preface and table of contents, but couldn't find anything spooky. Wasn't it just an introduction to the scenery of a small island?
It was said to have happened thirty years ago, which was also the year Wen Nian was born.
"I only heard my mother mention it once, and no one has brought it up since."
Wen Nian said, not minding Qu Yu's flipping through the book.
"Mr. President, why did you suddenly bring up the witch of Ryan Castle?"
Qu Yu asked, puzzled.
"It's said that my grandfather paid special attention to me because the witch foretold that the child born to my mother had spirituality, was intelligent, and would become a great leader."
"Doesn't that kind of belief seem a bit... old-fashioned?"
Qu Yu asked boldly.
