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

I maintained a calm countenance, uttering not a word. 


"A top-tier gambler must remain unmoved even when Mount Tai crumbles before them." 


I could manage to keep my expression neutral. 


But within me, turmoil raged like a tempest. 


Various emotions intertwined within me. 


Thirteen years spent toiling through hardship, mastering various cheating techniques, now threatened to be undone in an instant. 


I even harboured hatred towards myself! 


Having spent over half a year in this world, 


Merely drifting aimlessly for half a year. 


And now, just as I had glimpsed the path of gambling techniques, 


It was all about to crumble in the hands of these despicable individuals—Ba Ge and the Centipede. 


A maelstrom of emotions swirled within me, 


Yet I refused to give up on the idea of safeguarding these hands. 


Chapter 34: The Intruder