Chapter 727

Finley calmed down, took aim, and threw the dart.

"Seven!" The waiter said it as it was.

Finley was getting embarrassed. So, he quickly adjusted his stance and threw it again.

"Eight." The waiter's voice was still indifferent.

"Finley, can you really do it? If you can't, let us do it!" his friends yelled around him.

"Don't spout nonsense! The last two darts were for me to familiarize myself with t