124: Viola directly teaches how to be a person, slapping face!
After saying that, Joyce stared at Viola, her eyes full of contempt.
She was a high-born lady from a wealthy family.
What was Viola?
Just a country bumpkin.
What right did a country bumpkin have to stand beside her?
Today, she would show Viola that they were not from the same world.
At this point, Joyce paused, then continued, "Do you dare?"
"The loser performs a striptease?" Viola raised her eyebrows slightly, "Are you sure?"
Joyce straightout laughed.
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
She had been practicing darts for a decade.
Just a casual throw could hit the double 20-point area on the dartboard.
As for Viola...
She probably had never even seen a dart before.
Viola dared to agree, probably relying on her face, wanting to draw attention here, wanting everyone to see her, hoping for a hero to come to her rescue, and finally, of course, to become a phoenix on the branches.