During the years when I ascended to the pinnacle of gambling, I was enveloped in a world where luck intertwined seamlessly with strategy. The thrill of risk was my constant companion, and every hand dealt was an opportunity to weave a tale of fortune and fate.

In those vibrant nights, the casino lights flickered like stars, each glimmer promising untold possibilities. The air was thick with the scent of anticipation and the intoxicating perfume of ambition. My every decision was calculated, and executed with precision, as I danced with the tides of chance, confident in my ability to bend them to my will.

I became known not only for my remarkable skill but also for a certain charisma that drew others to me. Players regarded me with a mix of admiration and trepidation, for I was not merely a participant in the game—I was its master. The cards whispered secrets to me, and I understood the language of the dice as if they belonged to a realm where I reigned supreme.

Yet, amidst the glamour and glory, this intoxicating world concealed its shadows. The very allure that elevated me to greatness also harboured treachery and deception. I found myself ensnared in a web woven by those who coveted my prowess, eager to see me fall from grace.

In those years, I walked a fine line between triumph and disaster, relishing every victory while remaining ever-vigilant against the unseen perils that lurked in the shadows.

The Years I Was The Gambling God

Upon the Centipede's denial, Su Mei calmly remarked: 


"Very well, if you claim he's not here, then I shall wait right here until he arrives." 


Turning to one of her security personnel behind her, Su Mei issued a command: 


"Clear the area. We will wait here for the individual we seek today." 


With a single utterance of "clear the area," Ba Ge's countenance underwent a dramatic shift. 


This timing coincided with the peak hours at the arcade. 


Yet more significantly, the reputation of the arcade would suffer a substantial blow. 


"Su Mei, you are straying from propriety!" Ba Ge's narrow eyes gleamed with a cold light. 


One could sense the fury building within him. 


Undeterred, Su Mei coldly retorted with a smirk, gazing at Ba Ge: 


"It is you who first disregarded propriety!" 


Ba Ge squinted, fixating his gaze on Su Mei. 


The effort to contain his rising anger was palpable. 


Chapter 35: The Showdown