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

“Why are you leaving?” Su Mei inquired promptly, her expression a tapestry woven with confusion, concern, and reluctance. 


Feigning a sorrowful smile, I sighed deeply, adopting an air of helplessness as I responded, “There’s no choice; I have offended the matriarch of the Zou family and the second boss. Harbei City can no longer accommodate me!” 


This predicament was well-known to both Elysianne and Su Mei. Before Su Mei could reply, Nine-Fingered Remnant let out a derisive snort, fixing me with a glare as he uttered four words: “You brought this upon yourself!” 


I immediately shot back, locking eyes with him fiercely. “You too are a practitioner of the gambling arts. I triumphed over the Huang sisters through guile. Now that they’ve abandoned honor and seek retribution, yet here you are, mocking me. Do you believe yourself worthy to call yourself part of the gambling fraternity?” 


Chapter 160: Shake the dice with both hands