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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

"Go ahead, how do you propose to settle this in the gambler’s world?" Iris Bai tilted her head, nonchalantly inquiring. 


Qi Bridge glanced at me, then at Kristin behind me. A sly smile flickered on his lips. 


"Five million in chips as the stake. Your Bai family sends a gambling master, and we’ll send one too. We’ll settle this in a week. If we win, this Lu guy is ours. Plus, the former Madam Zou, now Miss Bai Kristin, will marry Young Master Chen!" 


As soon as Qi Bridge finished speaking, the Bai family erupted in outrage. Forcing Kristin to marry a eunuch like Garten Chen was the utmost insult to the Bai family. 


"You’re talking nonsense!" Iris Bai cursed. 


"Scared?" Qi Bridge dismissed her reaction with a grin. 


"Didn’t you just say we could choose our path?" Iris Bai was momentarily speechless. She had indeed said that, but she never expected the stakes to include her sister. After a moment of hesitation, she asked, 


Chapter 470: Three Generals and One Star Picker