The Higher Evil Spirit found that ever since its near-immortality had been discovered, it had been put to work more and more often. Especially after the contract changed and using it no longer cost anything, its voice could be heard wherever there was danger.
Moreover, the Higher Evil Spirit was absolutely certain that, if possible, its contractor would use it nonstop, twenty-four hours a day.
"Stingy capitalist!"
"Cruel exploiter!"
"Heartless slave driver!"
The Higher Evil Spirit piled one epithet after another onto Qin Ran.
Without a doubt, if Qin Ran cared to check, he could see every one of those descriptions clearly.
But!
The Higher Evil Spirit did not care.
It already belonged to him inside and out, and he worked it like a beast of burden. After all that, was it not even allowed a few complaints? Was there no justice left in the world?
Of course, the Higher Evil Spirit knew even better that it was extremely useful to its contractor.
Given that contractor's personality, his tolerance would increase as long as it remained useful.
But that did not mean his tolerance was unlimited.
So, after a few complaints, the Higher Evil Spirit turned its attention to the matter at hand.
Bait!
The plan was to use Lor as bait-or, more precisely, to use Lor as a marker and itself as the bait.
The Higher Evil Spirit was quite confident that it could draw the other party out.
As long as no death notification appeared for Attendant III, the other party would definitely show up.
No faction had the slightest tolerance for traitors.
Especially when the traitor held a certain position and possessed considerable information.
As for Attendant III having turned into a statue?
No one knew about that except itself, its contractor, and the coward beside