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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

I turned my head and saw Qi Bridge accompanying Felix, walking towards me with a smile. To my surprise, Manager Chen from the casino was also with them. Perhaps in Felix's eyes, I wasn't even worth talking to. Even when he walked up to me, he still looked into the distance as if I wasn't there. 


"Does wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses make you a cheating king who can cheat at will?" I ignored Qi Bridge and was about to continue walking forward. Qi Bridge quickly added, "Lupan, you entered the venue at 9:45 today. You played roulette, slot machines, and the Caribbean. Finally, you went to the blackjack table. But you only watched for a while and didn't play. What I'm curious about is why you never went to Baccarat?" 


I wasn't surprised by Qi Bridge's words. I knew that from the moment I walked in, all my movements had been closely monitored. Seeing that I didn't respond, Qi Bridge continued, "I guess you wanted to cheat at Baccarat, so you deliberately didn't play it. Right?" 


Chapter 435: Encounter Again