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

In this scheme, a total of 2.6 million dollars was at stake. 


As I envisioned, the five of us would share the spoils equally. 


However, Alaric expressed a contrary opinion. 


He suggested that this sum should remain untouched for the time being and be reserved for a larger venture in the future. 


This would spare us the trouble of raising funds at a later date. 


Naturally, Aeliana and Dark had no objections. 


Consequently, I allocated Selena's portion separately, granting her five hundred and twenty thousand. 


Within just a few days, we amassed over five hundred thousand, and Selena was undeniably pleased. 


At that moment, I yearned to return to Harbei City without delay. 


I was eager to locate that elusive Uncle Four as swiftly as possible. 


I felt compelled to uncover the truths of the past that had long haunted me. 


Yet, circumstances delayed me by a day by the Qita River. 


His wife was hospitalized, suspected to have cancer. 


Chapter 213: Uncle Four