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

Pushing through the crowd, Iris Bai walked up to me. 


"Iris Bai is not a good person, and I don’t have many virtues. But I know that a person should keep their word and be as good as gold! Lupan, I promised you before, and I will never go back on my word now!" 


I didn’t expect that this kind of integrity, 


where a promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold, 


would be found in Iris Bai, who looked like a tomboy. 


This made me look at her with even more respect. 


Meanwhile, Kristin, standing outside the crowd, was getting anxious. 


"Iris, come over here. How can you not listen to Dad?" 


Iris Bai’s face was resolute as she stared at Felix Qin. 


"Iris Bai, do you think you can protect Lupan like this? You’re too naive!" 


Facing the people behind him, he said menacingly: 


Chapter 490: Chaos