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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

Although I was eager to go to Fengtian, I still had unfinished business arranged by Uncle Zhong. Specifically, I needed to completely disrupt Oliver's plan to contract the gambling hall. With this in mind, I called Oswald. As soon as the call connected, I got straight to the point and asked: 


"Oswald, tomorrow Caroline is inviting you all to a meeting about contracting the gambling hall. Can I join you?" 


Oswald laughed and said, "Brother, to be honest, I was just about to call you to invite you. What a coincidence that you called first. By the way, if your friend wants to come along, you can bring him too!" 


"Great!" I agreed. For this kind of event, only Alaric was interested. Ophelia, Aeliana, and Dark had no interest in joining the commotion. 


The next afternoon at two o'clock, I brought Alaric and went straight to Cloud. As soon as we entered the hall and were about to find the elevator to go upstairs, Alaric suddenly stood still. 


Chapter 449: Fate