Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

"But you're just a little kid who's barely a baby."

He viciously plotted it in his mind.

He didn't believe that young punk.

He has such monstrous gambling skills as his father!

As my thoughts settled down.

The footsteps outside the hall door could no longer be heard at all.

The trusted subordinate of that international gambling tycoon has already completed the task of submitting the challenge.

After the black-clad subordinate respectfully withdrew and left.

The gate was slowly closed by the bodyguards on both sides, making a soft sound.

The hall was empty.

The air became quiet.

He Jiahui withdrew his gaze and turned his head.

The old gambling king's gaze fell once again on the coffee table in front of him.

I stared intently at the gold-embossed challenge letter, which still smelled of fresh ink.

The handwriting on the post was vigorous and powerful.

He knew a golden rule for navigating the world of gangsters.

As the saying goes, "First be a petty person, then a gentleman."

Moreover, looking back on his own rise to prominence...

He managed to fight his way out of the carnage of the gambling city of Olympia and sit in his current position.

He was never a gentleman who valued benevolence and morality.

He would stop at nothing to gain profit.

The lights in the lobby shone down from above.

His eyes were sinister.

A calculating glint flashed deep in his eyes.

He had his own plans for this sudden challenge.

This post represents more than just the vengeful fury of international betting groups.

This was also the only opportunity for the He family to break through the 30-year-old territorial blockade.

but.

He knew all too well how international capital operated.

Those people have been expanding overseas for thirty years, and the wealth and connections they possess are unfathomable.

If this bet were limited to a private duel within the underworld...

So.

Once I actually beat that kid at the gambling table.

What if the international betting groups, relying on their power, refuse to honor their debts?

If the other party stubbornly refuses to cooperate, they will continue to use their vast capital to block the He family's businesses overseas.

As a local strongman in Okinawa who only knows how to play cards, he has absolutely no way to deal with the other party.

Thinking about this...

He Jiahui touched his chin.

We must make this a big deal, so that everyone knows about it.

We need to first completely solidify the public opinion against this matter.

Let the entire Dongda University, and even the whole world, become witnesses to this gamble.

Only by making the news public and using public opinion to manipulate those capitalists can we succeed.

In case you win, the other party will definitely not dare to go back on their word for the sake of their pride.

As for...

What should I do if I lose this bet in the end?

Ho Ka-fai leaned back in his armchair.

A cold smile appeared on his lips.

This is absolutely impossible!

How could he possibly lose?

these years.

Although he had secured his position as the dominant figure, he was a pampered gambling king.

He is always accompanied by a large group of bodyguards when he goes out, and his food, clothing and daily necessities are all top-notch.

But as for gambling, which is their livelihood...

He didn't relax for even a moment.

In the study of the manor, there has always been a standard gambling table.

Every morning when he gets up, the first thing he does without fail is sit down at that gambling table.

He was holding playing cards and dice.

He practiced the basic skills of shuffling, dealing, and identifying locations by sound repeatedly.

Although his hands were dry, the calluses on his fingers were proof of his 30 years of hard work.

He felt the thickness of each card and the faint echo of each die striking the sides of the cup.

They all possess an almost instinctive intuition.

On the other hand, let's look at our opponents.

That person's son.

Based on what he learned in the underworld.

That young man was at most in his thirties.

Even a young man in his early thirties, who has been playing cards since birth.

How much practical experience can one accumulate at the poker table?

How could I possibly have the ability to compete with him?

In the face of a true gamble of the century.

Theory alone is useless; what matters is the composure to remain calm even when faced with a collapsing mountain.

This huge age and experience gap is He Jiahui's greatest source of confidence.

I've figured out all the key points.

He Jiahui took a deep breath and felt that he no longer had any worries.

He looked up and called out to the carved wooden door on the side of the hall.

He summoned his most trusted housekeeper.

He was an elderly man with gray hair who had been with him for decades.

The butler pushed open the door and strode in.

He stopped a few steps away from the armchair, bowed slightly, and waited for instructions.

He Jiahui threw the challenge letter in his hand onto the table.

He decisively gave the order:

"Immediately contact all media outlets and utilize all available resources."

"Spread the word!"

"Just say it, the son of the God of Gamblers wants to challenge the King of Gamblers, Ho Ka-fai!"

His voice echoed in the hall, carrying an irresistible authority.

He Jiahui's old butler immediately accepted the order.

Without asking any further questions, he quickly left to continue his work.

The butler walked out of the hall and went to the manor's communications room.

He picked up the landline and started making calls one by one.

The Ho family has been entrenched in Oklahoma for many years, and their influence has long extended into the inner workings of major media organizations.

One call after another was made.

News editors and influential social media figures all received instructions.

The once peaceful news industry suddenly became bustling with activity.

The sound of countless keyboards being tapped echoed in different office buildings.

The editors worked through the night to finish the manuscript and layout.

Not long after.

Leveraging the Ho family's enormous influence in the media industry.

Push channels from various sources were opened simultaneously.

This news.

It exploded on the internet like a depth charge.

The entire internet instantly erupted in chaos.

The splash screen of major apps and the top headline on news apps.

All of them are press releases about this match.

The hype is rising at an alarming rate.

but.

Regarding the events that have occurred in Oklahoma City over the past few decades.

Ordinary netizens who are unaware of the inside story.

When I first saw the news push and heard the words "God of Gamblers"...

Everyone's first reaction was that it was very unfamiliar.

I even felt a little confused.

Because of the preconceived notions of many people.

The title "God of Gamblers" carries a strong connotation of the underworld.

It only exists in the classic gambling movies starring Chow Yun-fat.

That's the kind of movie image of someone with slicked-back hair, a black trench coat, munching on chocolate, and dominating the gambling table.

Those are fictional characters created by the screenwriter and director.

But now.

Turn on your phone.

This name, which only exists in movies and TV dramas, has actually appeared in real life!

Moreover, it was presented to everyone in a formal way, such as a press release.

This stark contrast completely shattered netizens' preconceived notions.

The enthusiasm of the onlookers was completely ignited.

Weibo, forums, and short video platforms.

The entire internet is buzzing with discussion.

On major social media platforms, posts are refreshed so quickly that it's hard to keep up.

In a forum called "Eating Melon Base".

Netizens quickly swiped their fingers across the screen, sending out barrage comments and messages.

"God of Gamblers? What God of Gamblers?"

A college student lay on his bed in his dormitory, his eyes wide as he typed out these words.

Immediately afterwards, people downstairs quickly posted comments and replies.

"Holy crap, do gambling gods really exist in real life?"

"Is this news a joke? Isn't this a promotional trailer for a movie?"

Another netizen with the ID "Night Owl" was clearly more interested in another term in the news.

He sent three shocked emojis in a row.

"Not only does the God of Gamblers exist, but there's also his son? The God of Gamblers' son?"

"My God, what's wrong with this world?"

"This plot is just too outrageous."

On short video platforms.

The comment section below the video explaining the incident was bustling with activity.

The number of likes skyrocketed, quickly surpassing 100,000+.

One of the most popular comments was pinned to the very top.

That netizen posed a question that came from the depths of their soul:

"Did I wake up in the wrong position today and somehow time-traveled?"

"Have I been transported to the world of gambling movies?"

Below him were rows of echoes.

"Same question, I also feel like I'm not fully awake yet."

"This is absolutely outrageous; reality is even more dramatic than the movies."

The entire cyberspace is filled with various heated discussions.

Exclamation marks and question marks flooded all traffic entry points.

This "gamble of the century" instantly propelled the topic to the top of the entire internet.