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

He was undoubtedly more anxious than I was at this moment. 


As soon as I picked up, Eighth Brother's voice came through briskly: 


“Brother, the gambling match begins tonight. I’m sending someone to pick you up; shall we meet and discuss?” 


“No need for a ride; I’ll come to you! Is it a cash game or a chip game?” 


After hanging up, I descended the stairs. 


Dark was already waiting for me downstairs. 


As soon as I got into the car, Dark promptly informed me: 


“Master Lupan, my two disciples have arrived. I’ve arranged for them to go to the hotel…” 


“Good, understood. Tell them to await notification…” 


As I finished speaking, I lit a cigarette. 


Tonight's game must proceed without a hitch; otherwise, the consequences would be dire. 


After a moment's thought, I sent a message to Boss Zheng, informing him that I would contact him in the afternoon and to await my call. 


Chapter 74: The Gathering Storm