Chapter Forty-Seven: The Beauty Undresses (5)

No one had expected that Xiao Tianci would suddenly stand up and attack the little Japanese man—what on earth was going on? Was he truly drunk?

The casino’s security, given the scale of the place, was naturally formidable. However, because Jerryson was present, no one made a move without his command. In the vast VIP lounge, all at once, only the hairless Japanese was left sprawled on the floor, clutching his head and wailing in pain. Xiao Tianci, having stood up and smashed a bottle over him, staggered over and stomped on him several more times. Fang Meng and Chief Steward Lin Jian stayed close behind, always maintaining a certain distance.

Jerryson hurried over, exclaiming in alarm, “What are you doing, sir? Unless you caught him cheating or have a reasonable explanation, your actions are in violation of the casino’s safety rules.”

“Wait… wait…” Xiao Tianci stomped twice more on the fallen man. Jerryson did not intervene; he himself had nothing but disdain for this little Japanese. The man had only recently appeared at the casino. Though he won by calculation and skill, never cheating, he had never paid Jerryson any courtesy, especially after playing in the VIP lounge several times. Had the man misbehaved, Jerryson would have long since had him thrown out. Moreover, Jerryson secretly hoped this incident would defuse the earlier gambling dispute—if it could be smoothed over, so much the better. That way, the Azure Dragon would owe him a favor, and he would have someone to speak well of him before the boss; and if anything happened, he might…

As Xiao Tianci stomped, he cursed, “Damn you… you old lecher… I told you to get lost, but you wouldn’t… are you leaving or not… still want a free show… stomp, I’ll stomp…”

Jerryson’s heart sank. It was over. When Xiao Tianci was done, he turned to look at Jerryson, then at the young master, the other staff, and the pit boss. Everyone now understood his meaning.

With a slap on Jerryson’s shoulder and a wicked grin, Xiao Tianci said, “Heh… heh… you want to watch too?”

Jerryson quickly shook his head, realizing it was too late to stop things now. Helplessly, he glanced at the mixed-blood beauty, seeking her response. He knew her skills well, and at this moment the casino could not afford to intervene, lest its reputation be ruined. If she left of her own accord, however, that would be ideal.

The beauty trembled with rage; she never imagined she would encounter such humiliation. In her heart, she considered killing this bastard right there or leaving immediately and dealing with him once he left the casino. But she hesitated. She was a gambler to the core—her brother had often said he’d never seen a woman so addicted to gambling, so poor at it, yet with such integrity. She had never reneged on a bet, and now she was locked in a fierce internal struggle.

“Heh… a bet… is a bet…” Xiao Tianci seemed to see through her thoughts, enunciating each word slowly. Then, looking at Jerryson, he said, “If you don’t want to watch… get out…”

Jerryson’s brow furrowed in anger. Seeing the woman standing there as if rooted to the spot, he sighed inwardly, gestured for the staff to leave, and exited with them. He ordered surveillance to turn off all cameras in the room. Though the footage would have been valuable, it was too dangerous to keep; if anyone found out, he too would be implicated. He had done all he could.

The young master, shaken by the scene and by the example of the Japanese, realized that Xiao Tianci was not someone to offend and slunk away. Now, only the mixed-blood beauty, Xiao Tianci, Chief Steward Lin Jian, and Fang Meng remained in the VIP lounge.

Xiao Tianci returned to his seat, slumping down wearily, and stared at the beauty. Lin Jian and Fang Meng exchanged glances; in any case, they could not leave their boss’s side. Fang Meng had already noticed that this woman was no ordinary person—if anything happened to the boss, what then? But was the boss truly drunk, or was he pushing the woman to yield? He couldn’t tell.

“Dong… dong… dong dong… dong…” Xiao Tianci lightly tapped on the table, the sound like the beating of war drums.

Her gaze, sharp as a blade, finally fixed on Xiao Tianci, but he, eyes blurred with drunkenness, seemed utterly unfazed by the murderous aura she exuded.

Without seeming to move, she was suddenly atop the nearly one-meter-high gaming table. Xiao Tianci nodded, “Truly… a woman among men… heh… heh… a bet is a bet…”

Her voice was icy, chilling to the bone. “You’ll regret this.”

Xiao Tianci shrugged indifferently. “To die beneath a peony is still a romantic end—enough talk. Strip.”

Though he spoke carelessly, Xiao Tianci was curious—this woman was certainly stubborn. If she would just admit defeat, it would be over; he wanted to see how long she could persist.

Society was open now—stripping was sometimes considered art, and even sex was called performance art. But Xiao Tianci knew that, for a strong woman like her, this was more merciless than death.

Standing on the table, she felt as if thousands of needles were stabbing into her. Her elder brother had pleaded with her countless times to quit gambling, warning her it was like a drug. Once addicted, it was a shortcut to hell. Yet, every time she made money, she couldn’t help but gamble it all, often ending up deep in debt. Never had she imagined she would lose so thoroughly, even losing herself.

Run… kill… neither was an option. A bet is a bet. A bet is a bet. A bet is a bet…

She raised her hands. “Mmm…” Xiao Tianci straightened up a bit, thinking, she wouldn’t really… Damn, are women today too open, or just ruthless?

With a soft sound, her jacket fell to the table. The VIP lounge was so quiet one could hear a pin drop. Though she had begun to undress, Xiao Tianci’s admiration for her only grew. Amidst the murderous aura, her dignity and cold purity were unassailable. She wore little to begin with—after just a few motions, only two garments remained.

At the pool or a summer dance, there were countless beauties in far more revealing swimsuits, but nothing could compare to this moment. Fang Meng dropped his gaze to the floor, while Lin Jian appraised her with open appreciation, even nodding his approval at her figure.

As for Xiao Tianci, whether from the alcohol or something else, his mouth was dry. When he saw her hand reaching behind her back, and saw her hesitation, cold sweat broke out on his brow. Damn, was she really going to go through with it? She was formidable indeed…