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

Uncharacteristically, Aeliana's hands were not tucked away in her pockets. 


Instead, her left grasped a shotgun while her right clutched a paper bag. 


He could hardly comprehend how his shotgun had found its way into the hands of a young girl. 


What baffled him further was the apparent fear his assistant felt towards her. 


Upon catching Gary's foul language, Aeliana’s big eyes sparkled playfully, and she retorted, “I’m your grandmother!” 


With that, she tossed the shotgun toward Gary. 


The one-meter-long shotgun traced an arc through the air. 


Gary instinctively raised his hand and caught it. 


However, upon inspection, he found himself utterly flabbergasted. 


The most lethal components had been removed, rendering it nothing more than a mere fire poker. 


At that moment, Gary was completely bewildered. 


Chapter 212: A Double Benefit