Chapter 17 Selected

It was probably because she was meeting an important person from the inner city that Qian Tiao was dressed quite formally today.

She wasn't sporting her usual bare arm with that intimidating, vulgar, flowered tattoo, looking like a street thug. Today, she was wearing a gaudy, combat-style kimono in a mix of red, green, and blue, giving off a homely vibe.

Suren glanced at her, slightly surprised, feeling like something was off.

The loose, overlapping robes revealed a patch of white skin at the collar, unbound by bandages, which only made it seem heavier and more profound.

It was her usual unrestrained style.

It lacked some of the air of a big sister in the underworld and had a bit more sex appeal.

Perhaps he hadn't imagined that a big shot like Qian Tiao had this side to her.

Of course, if you ignored the four menacing katana hanging at her waist, she had a few traces of the charm of a gentle housewife.

Qian Tiao watched Suren easily deal with the assassin placed in the corridor, her smiling eyes narrowed, seeming very satisfied with his performance.

Judging by her tone when she spoke to the person inside, she seemed to be saying, "See? The person I introduced is good, right?"

"Come, let me introduce you, Madam Fina..."

Qian Tiao beckoned Suren, casually putting her arm around his shoulder and whispering, "This is the Cross Society's sugar mommy, put on a good show."

If Cai Yi hadn't told him the purpose of this trip beforehand, Suren would have found this "put on a good show" quite strange.

Suren only felt his arm sink into a soft embrace that he couldn't refuse, and he nodded, saying, "Okay."

He was also curious about what the Cross Society's backer would look like.

…

It wasn't a secret that the three major gangs in the outer city were backed by large consortiums in the inner city.

One could even say that the three major gangs existed because of the support of these consortiums.

Often, the struggles between gangs were actually competitions between consortiums.

With her arm around Suren's shoulder, Qian Tiao led him into the VIP room and introduced him to the sugar mommy on the sofa, "This is Suren, his marksmanship is very good."

Suren glanced over and immediately identified the main subject. Although there were other people in the room, the woman sitting on the sofa had such a special aura that it was easy to guess she was the "Madam Fina."

She was wearing a Gothic-style black, form-fitting mini dress, reflecting a high-class sheen under the lights. The pure black was obviously a high-end fabric. The silk bustier of the upper part outlined her figure perfectly, and the delicate hollowed lace revealed her ample cleavage, standing tall and proud.

The ruched skirt had very delicate embroidery, and the slit was very high, almost to the root of her thigh, showing off her slender, fair legs. Her cold expression paired with her graceful figure created a conflicting style that was both sexy and aloof. She was a woman who could stir up desires in the heart but also made one afraid to profane her.

She sat casually on the sofa, but she gave the feeling of sitting on a throne like a queen.

Suren only glanced at her before averting his gaze and bowing his head, saying, "Hello, Madam Fina."

He didn't dare look directly, partly out of courtesy and partly because he was afraid of running into someone from the original owner's past and being recognized.

But in that instant of avoiding eye contact, the black-dressed woman on the sofa slightly raised her eyebrows.

Qian Tiao naturally knew the criteria this sugar mommy used for choosing people. Seeing Suren's composure, she revealed a slightly smug smile on her face, "What do you think? I told you he was good, right?"

Suren felt that the word "good" seemed to have a deeper meaning, as if he had just passed another test?

Clearly, the black-dressed woman wasn't an old acquaintance of the original owner, Suren only felt eyes sizing him up, but he didn't show any surprise.

As long as they didn't know each other, that was fine.

After a few moments of silence, the black-dressed woman finally spoke, saying softly, "Hmm… you'll do."

Then, she said emotionlessly, "Alright, you can leave now."

The lofty tone made Suren, the transmigrator, feel that this woman was arrogant, but he wasn't moved at all.

Being aloof was normal.

For the backer of a major gang to even glance at a small gang member was already a good sign.

In the entire Cross Society, Suren was probably the only ordinary gang member who could get a personal meeting with this person.

The inhabitants of this world had a strong sense of hierarchy. People from the outer city were naturally inferior to those from the inner city, let alone someone like this who was at the top of high society.

This was why Cai Yi was so excited, even though he hadn't been chosen and only met her once.

Suren didn't speak, and turned to leave.

Qian Tiao seemed afraid that Suren would misunderstand, so she winked at him with a smile, probably meaning that he had done well and that the sugar mommy wasn't malicious.

Suren nodded slightly and walked out of the room.

…

After Suren left, Qian Tiao instantly broke the formal atmosphere of an upper-and-lower-level meeting in the VIP room.

Qian Tiao seemed to be very familiar with the black-dressed woman, she sat down across from her without any restraint and said, "I told you, the people I recommend are good, right? Suren's marksmanship should have reached the level of a 'firearm expert', and his sense of crisis is also strong, ordinary professionals can't compare to him. Of course, the previous Cai Yi kid was also good..."

"He's really good."

Without outsiders present, the coldness on the black-dressed woman's face eased.

She looked at Qian Tiao and explained with some helplessness, "That Cai Yi was passable, but he's too young and lacks composure."

Qian Tiao naturally knew what she was referring to and complained, feeling a little injustice for her gang member, "Tch~ it's just taking an extra look at your legs..."

Hearing this, the black-dressed woman rolled her eyes at Qian Tiao and said lazily, "Of course, one should be more attentive. After all, those young masters and young ladies are not easy to serve. If the person you pick causes trouble, it would be a big problem for your Cross Society."

"…"

Qian Tiao shrugged noncommittally.

But she had finally chosen someone and completed the task given by the president of the society.

She shamelessly glanced at the black-dressed woman's beautiful legs and said quietly, "I knew that Suren would satisfy you. After all, if he can control the people betting when gambling, how could he be distracted by your beauty?"

Hearing this, the black-dressed woman shook her head with a smile.

Her old friend was good at everything else, but she was a little clueless when it came to matters between men and women.

Clearly, the black-dressed woman understood human nature better. She had read many things from Suren's eyes. He had desire but could restrain it, and that was the kind of person who could live longer.

But she didn't explain much.

At this moment, she looked at Qian Tiao and a cunning smile suddenly flashed across her face as she deliberately said, "However, are you sure that Suren likes women?"

"Huh… that's right!"

Hearing this, Qian Tiao's expression suddenly froze, as if she had discovered something important, "I'm really not sure about that."

What if he liked men? Then it would be normal for him not to be moved by female beauty, wouldn't it?

But those young noble masters in the city were all fair and tender, wouldn't something happen?

…

Suren walked out of the room, went downstairs, and ran into Cai Yi, who was still waiting.

Cai Yi asked with an expectant look, "Brother, what happened? Did that person choose you?"

Suren frowned and thought for a while, "I don't know."

He should have been selected, but the black-dressed woman gave him a strange feeling, not like an ordinary noblewoman.

At this time, Cai Yi mysteriously leaned closer and said in a tone that all men understood, "Hehe, Madam Fina is beautiful, right?"

"Of course."

Suren's expression was slightly strange when he heard this, and he suddenly realized why this guy hadn't been chosen.

As for whether she was beautiful or not, that woman was naturally an impeccable beauty, both in figure and appearance.

But being lustful also depended on the occasion.

No matter which world you were in, the women in positions of power were not simple, and one couldn't judge them by their appearance alone.

His intuition told him that the black-dressed woman was very deep.

Mentioning the name of the sugar mommy, Cai Yi showed a look of infatuation and said with emotion, "The temperament of the big shots in the inner city is different…"

He stopped halfway through his sentence, probably feeling that it was a little inappropriate, and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Suren was a little curious and asked, "Captain, do you know what kind of background that big shot has in the inner city?"

Cai Yi frowned and thought for a while, "Who knows… but I heard that that person is living alone now. Hmm… I also heard that she has business dealings with many big consortiums in the inner city, but I don't know what she does."

"Oh, is that so…"

Suren was a little curious when he heard this.

Living alone and being called a madam, could she be a widow?

Since she was a sugar mommy, she should have some big consortium backing her.

But this person seemed to be a bit of a wild card…

A socialite from high society?

Or perhaps the front person for some real behind-the-scenes big shot?

…

Before the two could say anything more, footsteps sounded from the stairs.

Turning around, it was Qian Tiao.

This gambling-addicted housewife seemed to be in a good mood. She waved her hand and said, "Cai Yi, Suren, let's go, your sister will treat you to a hot spring."

"Ah… a hot spring?"

Cai Yi's expression instantly became a little strange when he heard this word, as if he had recalled some bad memories.

Suren was also very curious. Why would this big shot suddenly invite them to a hot spring?

Qian Tiao glanced at Suren, her gaze a little strange, but she didn't explain much.