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

In a short while, Manager Chen arrived with a few people in a hurry. As soon as they reached the table, Manager Chen leaned over to Miss Caroline and whispered, "Miss Caroline, I've just checked, and our cards are fine. But just to be on the safe side, I've also had someone review the surveillance footage..." 


Manager Chen's voice was low, but I could hear every word. Caroline got up and quietly arranged, "Also, check when he came here these three days and which tables he played on. See if there's anything suspicious about these tables..." 


Manager Chen nodded immediately. Then, Caroline turned to a man in his fifties beside her and said, "Uncle Wen, I'll trouble you to keep an eye on things today..." 


Chapter 440: Consultant