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... he gambling table, surrounded by nauseating flattery.
Some called him a “Gambling God,” and some even wanted to kneel down and beg to become his disciple right there.
This made him exclaim that he couldn’t stand it.
Though he had been praised by many before on the Antique Street, those were people from the antique circle, who, after all, had some pride and wouldn’t say things too cringe-worthy.
But a casino was different.
Most of the people here were hopel ...
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