The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

Chapter 63

After taking the three rubber balls and his change back, Jacob smiled and walked toward a red line on the ground which was ten meters away from them.

"Ten meters is really far! I can't even make it reach the stall!"

"Hah! Even if he manages to get it in, I'm sure the ball will bounce back up!"

"The stall makes money from these games. I don't believe that it's even feasible!"

When the father heard the discussions of the crowd, he slowly calmed down.

Ten meters away, Heidi wiggled in Jacob's arms under the scrutiny of the crowd.

He looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Let me down!" She struggled against his grasp. "You'll get tired if you keep holding me!"

When he heard her concerns in her child-like voice, he could not help but to give the best to her. Of course, he did not bear to put her down. "Don't worry. I'm not tired. But can you help me take this?"

With that, he put the change into his pocket and took out two additional balls.

"Sure! All the best, Mr. Mooney!" Heidi nodded as she held the balls and the monkey plushies in her hands.

When the crowd saw that he had planned to toss the ball with a child in his arms, they did not have any expectations of him whatsoever.

Jacob did not care how others would think of him to begin with, so he began to focus with Heidi in his arms. After taking a breath, he tossed the first ball, which flew across ten meters into the first cylinder with a thud. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

When the crowd heard the ball bouncing, they looked at the stall in the next second.

"I can't believe he really got it in!"

"It's amazing!"

"He's very good at this!"

The father's eyes widened in fury while the stall owner frowned.

Looking at the crowd's reaction, Heidi straightened her back and peered into the stall as she asked in her child-like voice, "Mr. Mooney, is the ball in?"

"Haha! Yes!" With a smile on his face, Jacob took the second ball and threw it.

"This is the second one!"

"Impressive!"

The abrasive father took in a sharp breath, but the stall owner's heart dropped.

Heidi cocked her head slightly and asked, "Mr. Mooney, did it enter the cylinder again?"

"Yes, it did." Jacob nodded with a smile.

"You're the best, Mr. Mooney!" She wanted to clap, but her hands were full.

"Let me get you the big Dixy." Taking the last ball in his hand, Jacob looked delighted.

Thud!

The third ball successfully reached the last cylinder.

"My God! He really made it!"

"I'm impressed!"

"Incredible!"

The father's temper immediately flattened, while the stall owner clutched his chest tightly.

"Quick, boss, take the biggest plushie down now!"

"Oh, it's so big. It's even bigger than me!"

"That is a limited edition, you know! It costs at least ten thousand!"

"Daddy, I want a Dixy too! Get one for me as well!"

Even though the atmosphere around his stall lightened up, the owner felt as though darkness had overtaken his world.

One of the customers was right – the biggest Dixy plushie was indeed a limited edition. Back then, in order to make his stall popular, he asked his connections to get him the plushie, and he spent almost nine thousand two hundred to buy it.

Even if his business was booming during the summer holidays, he could only earn that sum of money in a month.

Apart from that, there was another problem – now that Jacob had won the huge Dixy, there was nothing else in his stall that would attract the customers.

"Let's go!" Amidst the busy crowd, the father shoved his wife.

However, he was stunned to find two people standing in front of him.