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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

"Lupan, can you please tell me where my family is now?" Fourth Uncle's tone was laced with palpable anxiety. 


I took a drag from my cigarette, gazing out the window, and replied nonchalantly, "First, answer my question: why did you fabricate a disguise for the boss?" 


His hands clutched the steering wheel tightly. After a long pause, he sighed and said, "I didn’t want to, especially since the old master treated me well. But I'm just a man, with a wife and children. The Zou family matriarch approached me. She astutely detailed my family's situation and their address in Fengtian. Lupan, I ask you, in such a predicament, did I truly have a choice?" 


I recognized that Fourth Uncle spoke from the heart. As a mere driver, he was undoubtedly reluctant to involve himself in the affairs of the Zou family. Yet, how could he resist, having once been the most trusted aide of the late master? 


Chapter 375: The Truth Revealed