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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

Jakari was talking with his hands flailing about, but Aeliana remained silent. Instead, she looked at Jakari with a sceptical gaze. With a beautiful woman by his side, Jakari couldn't stand such provocation. He reached into his handbag and took out four rectangular chips. With a loud "slap," he slammed them onto the table. Each transparent rectangular chip was marked with a number, indicating half a million each. Four of them added up to two million. In Haojiang City's entertainment venues, these chips could often be used as cash in many places. I hadn't expected Jakari to have such financial strength. 


"Two million, is that enough?" Jakari said, throwing one chip towards us with an excited expression. "It's just sixty thousand I owe you guys, right? Take it and split it among yourselves!" 


Alaric cheerfully took the chip and, in a flattering tone, said to Jakari, "Jakari is truly generous. Today, we've truly seen your real strength! Let's continue!" 


Chapter 424: The Robbery