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

Lennon picked up a piece of pickle with his chopsticks. 


"Get to the point, what’s the matter?" 


I didn’t beat around the bush and said directly: 


"I’ve been put on a bounty by the Qin family, a million-dollar reward. I came to Lennon to see if there’s a way to get past this hurdle!" 


Lennon drained the last of his tofu pudding. 


He picked up a napkin and casually wiped his mouth. 


"I’ve heard about it. But Iris Bai from the Bai family has already approached me. Why are you coming again?" 


"To be honest, I’m not feeling secure. As a newcomer to Fengtian, I’m afraid the Bai family won’t be able to help me fully. I’m also worried that the price offered won’t be high enough to get Lennon’s attention!" 


When dealing with someone like Lennon, an old-timer in the world, I had to be truthful. 


Otherwise, it would be easy to backfire. 


Lennon played with the iron spoon in his bowl, looked at me, and said expressionlessly: 


Chapter 481: Eternity