Son of the God of Gamblers: From Campus to the Top of the World

My name is Gao Tianyi, the son of the God of Gamblers, Gao Jin.

The day my father was attacked and fell into a coma, I rushed back to Macao from overseas. Outside the ICU, Uncle Long Wu told me that two bodyguards had died in the line of duty, the culprit was a professional hitman, and no clues had been left behind.

The next day, someone sent me a text: Stay out of this, or you’ll end up like your dad.

I laughed.

I was getting involved, no matter what.

By day, I was a freshman at the University of Macau, mocked by rich kids as a “Mainland boy” and harassed by Zhang Yaohui in the cafeteria. By night, I took the old chips my father had left behind to Chen Tianhao’s secret casino. Using the card-counting technique he’d taught me, I won the first gamble of my life.

For the campus mock tournament, I entered at “beginner” level and crushed my way into the final. When the underworld factions clashed, I seized the chance while A Biao was in Hong Kong on business and took over his nightclub in a single night. I laid down the rules: no bullying ordinary people, and no drugs.

The campus beauty, Su Qingyuan, stood beside me in a qipao as we walked into Chen Tianhao’s casino. Senior fellow disciple Chen Xiaodao came all the way from Hong Kong to tell me that Chen Tianhao wasn’t the only one who had harmed my father back then. An undercover agent known as Shadow sent word from the shadows: Zhao Tianba’s men had arrived in Macao, and they were going to make their move on the day of the final.

Then let them come.

From the campuses of Macao, I’ll fight my way to the top of the world, one step at a time.