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“No,” he said. “I just stopped losing so stupidly.” Lin Zhaoye laughed and tapped his glass. “That’s enough.” Pei Yanzhou looked down at the water in the glass and felt the pressure in his chest loosen by a little. Not because his account had more money in it, but because he no longer needed one dangerous trade to prove he was still alive.*** Add File: chapters/en-US/007.txt # Chapter 7: Getting Back on the Board One year later, Pei Yanzhou barely stared at candles after midnight anymore. He still followed the market, but the way he did it had changed completely. He watched on-chain active addresses, exchange net inflows, stablecoin flows, liquidation heatmaps, and funding-rate curves the way someone checks the weather, not the way someone stares