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

His fists, resembling massive mallets, rained down upon Tollan's face with unrestrained ferocity, striking like the relentless patter of rain. Tollan, like a marionette cut from its strings, fell limp and unconscious. 


Yet Dark showed no signs of relenting, his blows continuing unabated. I refrained from intervening, for I understood Dark all too well. Tollan had incited him more than once, and now he had seized the opportunity to unleash all the pent-up fury within him. 


Zou Tian, standing nearby, was as agitated as a distressed insect trapped in a hot pan. Unlike the second boss, he was genuinely concerned about his valuable subordinates. 


Suddenly, Zou Tian turned to me, his voice rising in urgency. "Lupan, the outcome is already determined; command your man to cease!" 


I remained cold and aloof, silent as a mere observer. As I continued to disregard him, Zou Tian's frustration finally erupted. 


Chapter 350: A Display of Mercy