Never had the Radcliffe family expected their son-in-law, a loser in their eyes, to be the hidden Dragon Lord who had lived for myriads of years...
"What did you say?"
Zane Percival's smile froze instantly on his face.
He turned around to look at the shooting range and cursed loudly, "Can a blind man even work here?"
His good mood was ruined, and Zane Percival really felt like hitting someone.
It's clear that only the first shot hit the target; the other nine left no mark at all. How dare they claim a hundred points?
"Exactly! This must be some stooge Julius Reed hired. But even hiring a stooge should be done more professionally."
"How could he be professional? He's just a live-in son-in-law, doing dishes and cooking at the Radcliffe Family home. Where would he get the money to hire a high-end stooge? This one was probably dragged in from outside at the last minute and only paid three bucks!"
"They even found a blind one!"
The youths burst into raucous laughter, feeling extremely delighted.