A trap!
This had all been a trap aimed at him!
The moment Modi realized that the "Qin Ran" before him was an Evil Spirit, understanding dawned on him, but even more than that, he was confused.
Why would Qin Ran do this?
Could it be... Qin Ran had known about his scheme in advance?
"Impossible!"
"This is impossible!"
"Saiyier and I never had any contact. I merely went along with the situation and pushed him into the position of a trader in Golden City. He couldn't possibly have guessed that was part of my scheme too!"
"Besides, Saiyier was bound by a contract. He couldn't possibly reveal his identity or anything related to it!"
Modi muttered to himself.
Bloody Mary watched Modi before her, a trace of mockery flashing through her scarlet eyes.
Of course, Qin Ran could not have known every last detail.
Not even gods could accomplish that.
But Qin Ran was cautious enough.
When Saiyier mentioned that fortune and the warhorses, Qin Ran had not been blinded by the out-of-the-blue windfall.
The greater the reward, the more cautious Qin Ran became.
Thus, although Saiyier had not revealed any information, Qin Ran had made sufficient preparations and formed a hypothesis: he connected all of it to Modi.
Once he had that hypothesis, everything that followed became perfectly logical.
Modi's so-called plan also became obvious.
The Secret Market was only one part of it.
If it succeeded, Modi would naturally be pleased, but even if it failed, Modi would not care.
Because the real plan lay in the latter half—
Gravel Town and Qin Ran himself.
However, Modi had not only underestimated Qin Ran's caution; he had severely underestimated Qin Ran's strength as well.
Likewise, Modi had revealed even more valuable information to Qin Ran.
And that was