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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

As I observed Joyce's eager expression, it became evident that this Huang Ze had likely been summoned by him precisely to counter me. However, I had no desire to become further entangled in the affairs of Jingmen. After some contemplation, I feigned indifference, saying, "Boss Joyce, I have matters to attend to today. Let’s keep in touch over the phone!" 


Joyce's face fell slightly, yet he nodded in acquiescence. "Alright, I'll await your call!" 


After seeing Joyce off, I set about my morning routine, preparing to meet Edmund to discover the nature of the items my father had entrusted to him. I also intended to devise a plan to locate the leader of the Orchid Sect. Subsequently, I planned to return directly to Harbei City. 


Once ready, my phone on the coffee table rang unexpectedly. Picking it up, I was surprised to find it was Ophelia calling. 


Upon answering, she promptly stated, "Mr. Lupan, Edmund has sent me to pick you up. I'm downstairs right now. When will you come down?" 


Chapter 333: The Eight Great Sects