章 1251: The Last Man

While The Nineteenth Witch was regretting her actions, Gu Qiqi was already about to send her off. "Well, Your Highness Nineteen, if we're fated to meet again, let's meet again on the island… Well, thank you again for your hospitality. I came empty-handed and didn't prepare any gifts for you… If you don't mind, try my hometown's specialty…?"

Gu Qiqi casually picked up a plate of walnuts on the coffee table.

That was what Qiu Qiu had bought for her before they boarded the plane. "Master, walnuts nourish the brain. Eat more!"

That lousy disciple of hers must not be hinting that she needed to nourish her intelligence, but that there were too many bad people on Ghost Island. She needed to work hard, so she had to nourish her brain!

The Nineteenth Witch was even more depressed.

Walnuts…

She wanted to be with him, not some walnuts!

If they couldn't be on the same team, that meant they might become each other's enemies in the face-off.