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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

Just as I was thinking, Selena turned her head. Looking at Qi Bridge, she spoke slowly, "Bridge, I remember when we were young, your sister once told you. You are a man, and a man must stand tall and keep his promises. Back then, you were too young to understand this principle. But now that you've grown up, you need to learn to take responsibility for your actions. Just like now, you chose to gamble. Naturally, you must bear the consequences of that gamble. I can't help you, and neither can anyone else!" 


Selena gently pulled away from his grip and shook her head, saying, "Go on, be a man about it!" 


Qi Bridge was stunned. Selena was his last hope. But now, that hope was dashed. 


Downstairs at Cloud, at the traffic light intersection, Dark and Qi Bridge stood together. On the other side of the street, our side was surrounded by people. These were the gamblers from Cloud. Knowing there was a spectacle to watch, they had all come out to observe. 


Chapter 445: Punishment