On this street, Chen Daya could be precisely described with the four words "infamous character."
Neighbors would take detours to avoid her, so as not to get scolded for no reason and stir up trouble.
So, when Chen Daya's howling started, all the doors along the street were shut tight, even the kids playing in their yards were dragged back into the house by their mothers.
Chen Daya didn't care what those people were doing; her focus was solely on catching that little bastard and giving him a good thrashing.
The kid wasn't tall and didn't run very fast, allowing Chen Daya to quickly close the distance between them.
She felt that if she ran just a bit faster, she could catch the little bastard.
But even with just that short distance, she ran for a minute or two and frustratingly couldn't shrink the gap any further.
"Little bastard! Stop right there for me!"
Chen Daya was about to explode with anger!
