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

Edmund's words momentarily startled me. 


I was perplexed by how he had discerned my expertise as a gambler. 


“I’ve studied for a few days; it hardly qualifies as mastery! What made you conclude that, Edmund?” 


The moment the words left my lips, Edmund responded with a subtle smile. 


“For Old Zou to share such insights with you, indicates your connection to the world of the gambling elite. And at such a young age, comfortably seated here, conversing with me with such ease and composure—this assuredness is not a trait common among casual players of the game!” 


As I listened, I felt a swell of admiration within me. 


Truly, it is a hallmark of the old world to deduce one’s identity with just a few words. 


“Since you are the nephew of an old acquaintance, feel free to ask whatever you desire!” 


“I wish to know everything about my uncle. Most importantly, what transpired in Yundian that led to such a tragic fate for him!” 


Chapter 321: The Big Deal