"You mean a person holding a weapon this long, with their face covered and a fierce look in their eyes, was chasing you?"
Ansheng looked at Miaomiao, who was still on the verge of tears before him, gesturing with his hands as he asked tentatively.
Miaomiao's eyes were still somewhat red, her lips puckered. She nodded vigorously and whimpered, "Yes! Instead of using the sidewalk, he was hiding behind the flower bed, staring right at me!"
Chapter 291