There’s No Way My Dad Is A Legendary Cultivator Chapter 53

Chapter 53: The Conflict Caused by the Dart

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The three little girls stared at the dart at the bull’s-eye for a long while.

‘Wan’er was the first one to react. Her face was instantly covered with a smile. She jumped up excitedly and shouted, “Yeah, I got it! I got it!”

“Yan’er and Liv’er, did you see that? I got it! Bull’s-eye!”

Yan’er and Liu’er stood rooted to the ground, they were unable to react.

Although the truth was right in front of their eyes, they felt that something was strange…

No matter what happened in the past, Wan’er had never hit the bull’s eye. Could it be that she had been provoked today, and that was why…

While they were still confused, they heard a few clear laughter, which sounded really ear-piercing!

“Chun Chun, look quickly. Is that little girl by the side an idiot? Why is she so excited about the target that you had hit? It’s really hilarious, Haha!”

‘Wan’er and her siblings instantly became much more clear-headed. They turned their heads and saw four girls who were slightly older than them looking at them with a faint smile.

‘They were looking at them as if they were looking at a fool.

Immediately, Wan’er was angry and said unhappily, “What are you talking about? What do you mean you hit the target? It was clearly me who hit the target. So what if I’m excited?”

“You hit the target?”

Agirl in front of them stood up and sneered, “Why don’t you open your eyes and take a good look? is that your dart on the bull’s-eye? It was clearly Chunchun’s dart!”

“With your dart skills, you’d better go home and hide under the covers. Don’t come out and embarrass yourself!”

“That’s right. You can’t even hit the target and yet you have the nerve to play with darts. Hurry up and find out where your dart fell to.”

Another girl stood up from opposite and sneered disdainfully.

“You!”

‘Wan’er was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

She really wanted to curse out loud, but her father had never taught her to curse, so she could only glare fiercely at the few girls opposite her.

“Little girl, no matter how much you glare, this dart isn’t yours. It’s mine. If you don’t believe me, take a good look.” The girl leading the group stood out at this time.

She looked to be only a little over ten years old, but she was incomparably arrogant.

“Hmph, why should I believe you. This is clearly my target. Your dart didn’t hit your target, but how did it hit my target…”

‘Wan’er retorted angrily.

Yan’er, who was at the side, had already sensed that something was wrong. Without saying anything, she directly ran to the target’s center, looked at the dart carefully, and then looked around the target.

Then, she ran all the way back to Wan’er’s side and tugged at the corner of her clothes. (If you have problems with this website, please continue reading your novel on our new website myboxnovel.com THANKS!)

With an unsightly expression, she said in a low voice, “Wan’er, the dart on the target is not yours. Your dart fell to the ground.”

As she said that, Yan’er spread out her small hand and a small dart, with the word “nine” engraved on it, was lying on her hand.

“Impossible!” Wan’er immediately denied and shouted.

However, she subconsciously took the dart from Yan’er’s hand.

She suddenly froze in the next moment. Her eyes were wide open and her face was full of astonishment.

This really was her dart!

‘There was a rule in this dart stall. Each target had a corresponding dart.

Hers was target number nine, so the corresponding dart would have the word “nine” engraved on it.

‘The dart on the target was still there, which could only mean that her dart was indeed picked up by Yan’er from the ground.

“Then, what about the dart on the target?” Wan’er immediately became anxious and quickly asked.

“The dart on the target is engraved with the word ‘eight,” Yan‘er replied in a low voice.

Engraved with the word ‘eight?

In other words, it was the dart from target number eight.

Weren’t these arrogant girls’ target number ‘eight’?

Looking at Wan’er and Yan‘er’s expressions and whispers, the girls opposite knew that Wan’er and Yan’er had already known the truth.

The girl who had ridiculed them earlier immediately snorted disdainfully, she mocked, “Now do you believe it? This dart was clearly thrown by Chunchun. With your mediocre skills, you couldn’t even hit the target, and you still want to hit the bull’s eye?”

‘Wan’er immediately became angry again. She pointed at them and scolded, “You guys are target number eight. Why did you throw it at my target number nine?”

“Hmph, I can throw to whatever target I want. What can you do?” said the girl who looked like the leader. She was probably Chunchun that they were talking about.

“You! You don’t follow the rules!”

“Rules, our Fang family is the rules!”

Fang Chunchun crossed her arms and snorted coldly. She replied indifferently, “I have the ability to throw to whichever target I want. You can’t control me!”

“What? You can’t even hit the target. Even if I put the target in front of you, can you hit it?”

“You should throw your dart according to your target number. If you don’t follow the rules, I’ll tell the owner!”

As she said this, Wan’er hurriedly looked around. In the end, she found that the stall owner had already hidden to the side. He lowered his head and didn’t dare to look at what was happening.

‘The surrounding crowd also hid far away. From the looks of it, they seemed to be afraid of getting involved.

“Owner? Without the consent of our Fang family, does he dare to set up a stall here?”

Fang Chunchun raised her head, looking like an arrogant swan. She said condescendingly, “Don’t talk about these targets. As long as I want, I can throw them anywhere!”

“Tcan even throw them at your head!”

Before she could finish her words, Fang Chunchun’s expression suddenly changed and became much sharper.

With a flip of her palm, a dart appeared in her hand.

She swung the dart with all her might and it shot straight at Wan’er.

“Well done, Chunchun!”

‘The remaining three girls, Fang Xiaxia, Fang Qiuqiu, and Fang Dongdong, immediately clapped and flattered Fang Chunchun when they saw that she had revealed this move.

Looking at the dart that was only a hair’s breadth away from her head, Wan’er was just about to dodge to the side.

Ina flash, a fair and tender little hand suddenly stretched out.

Two little fingers firmly grasped the dart.

Everyone was stunned..