Wen Nian furrowed his brows, clearly unaccustomed to such scenes.
"With the aid of the Goddess, your country shall prosper in the future, your ambitions realized, your desires fulfilled, and even in adversity, you shall turn peril into safety."
Wen Nian paused for a moment, his back turning cold.
Everyone present heard the Witch’s words and listened very carefully.
Wen Liangyu immediately asked the Witch, his tone very respectful, which was uncommon for Wen Liangyu.
"Old Witch, whom do you refer to as the Goddess? Could you please clarify?"
This was the question on everyone’s mind.
The old Witch looked at Wen Nian,
"I think you already have the answer in your heart."
Wen Nian felt a shiver in his heart, the answer in his mind...
After saying that, the Witch glanced at Bai Qiantan, who was sitting next to Wen Nian with wide eyes full of curiosity.
Bai Qiantan blinked, also startled, her finger pointing hesitantly at herself with a dubious and eerie tone, "Me?"
The Witch just smiled.
Bai Qiantan wasn’t sure if the Witch’s smile was an affirmative response, but... somehow, that one glance from the Witch, as if healing a painfully sore spot in her heart, brought her warmth for a long time.
Wen Liangyu laughed and said to Bai Cangqiong,
"I knew it, Qiantan would be of great help to Wen Nian. Even the Witch from the Holy Land of G prophesied so. Cangqiong, don’t worry."
From the beginning, Bai Cangqiong had little interest in Ryan Castle.
Nor did he care for the so-called "Witch"—what era were they in to still entertain such superstitions?
However, hearing the old Witch call Qiantan a Goddess and place her in such a high position made him secretly happy.
If the President believed the Witch, no matter how ludicrous her words were, as long as they favored the Bai Family, they were good words.
Song Xiangqiao let out a dry laugh, thinking the old woman was downright ridiculous!
By accepting the title of Witch and daring to bring up a Goddess!
In her view, every word the Witch said was to please those in power.
Tang Xiaohua thought similarly.
From beginning to end, the Witch hadn’t looked directly at Tang Xiaohua, but Tang Xiaohua saw the way the Witch looked at Bai Qiantan.
Calling Bai Qiantan a Goddess...
Tang Xiaohua sighed deeply; it seemed the Witch of Ryan Castle wasn’t so mystical after all, just spouting nonsense to fool people.
And bringing up a Goddess; Tang Xiaohua really couldn’t listen anymore.
She couldn’t claim for others, but Bai Qiantan was certainly no Goddess.
Of that, she was sure.
Tang Xiaohua was very disappointed, perhaps more than anyone present, as she might be the one who most believed in phenomena that science couldn’t explain.
Thus, she had expectations for the Witch of the Holy Land; if the Witch could indeed show some Divine Power, she really wanted to consult the Witch about what the phenomenon of "rebirth" really meant?
Would it bring more benefits or drawbacks?
Was the world before rebirth still operating smoothly...
By striving hard, could she alter the outcome?
Could the wheels of history be rerouted...
She felt like she was crossing a narrow bridge over an abyss, with no knowledge of what lay at the other end, perilous and alone.