Small tiger

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

The Zou family's ownership has changed hands. 


This matter seemed to have no bearing on me. 


However, as Elysianne's partner, I can only imagine that her circumstances would be even more challenging. 


By the afternoon, I was preparing to return to the city when Elysianne just saw us out. 


She looked at Elysianne and me and straightforwardly stated, "Ladies, the big boss requests your presence!" 


Elysianne and I exchanged glances and followed her upstairs. 


On the upper floor, in the funeral home's office, the big boss was dressed in mourning attire, seated on the sofa sipping tea. 


Upon seeing us enter, he smiled, as usual, inviting us to sit and pour tea. 


After a few idle remarks, the big boss raised his head to look at me and cheerfully asked, "Lupan, what are your plans for the next step?" 


Noticing my silence, he then turned to Elysianne and queried, "Elysianne, how about you?" 


Chapter 309: A Warning