Damn This Nosy Hand!

Shen Junqing, as if possessed by a ghost, extended his hand and gave Bai Chen's muscles a poke to verify if they were real.

But as soon as he touched Bai Chen's body, he received a kick to the stomach that sent him flying.

Shen Junqing was taken aback by this sudden attack, finding himself on the ground, and he attempted to cover his embarrassment with a loud voice, "I accidentally tore your clothes, is there any need to get so angry?"

Bai Chen's gaze was nearly murderous.

Tearing his clothes was a minor issue. He could accept it as an accident, considering they both had great strength. 

But touching his chest? What was the meaning of that? A grown man being groped by another man, it was a great insult. Bai Chen felt an intense urge to throttle Shen Junqing.

Shen Junqing felt a chill running down his spine as he was subjected to Bai Chen's piercing gaze. 

He couldn't believe what he had done earlier; he had acted out of sheer curiosity.