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

At this moment, Huang Ze appeared just as she once did—graceful, beautiful, and possessing an extraordinary aura. I deliberately cast a glance at her cheek, where she had once etched a scar with her hand. Whether it was the concealer or a result of skin restoration treatments, the scar was hardly noticeable. Upon closer inspection, it was almost imperceptible. 


I had imagined that upon seeing me, Huang Ze would exhibit overt surprise, or at the very least, a look of unexpectedness. To my astonishment, however, she remained remarkably composed. Her gaze met mine with an air of natural ease, reminiscent of encountering an unfamiliar fellow player at the card table. 


Since Huang Ze pretended not to recognize me, I chose not to expose her charade. Suffice it to say, I planned to engage lightly and then make my exit. 


Chapter 336: Reunion