"Hooligan! Pervert!"
The young woman had fallen to the ground, one hand protecting her chest, the other forcefully clutching the weeds on the ground. Seeing Ye Feng look curiously at his own palm, her anger rose even more.
Ye Feng was incredibly frustrated, though that soft-yet-resilient feeling in his hand just now had been explosively good.
But that grab had not been intentional; it was an emergency move. If he hadn't pushed her, the young woman would have fallen onto him.
The Ice Silkworm was in the midst of shedding its skin and was at its most delicate; any knock or bump could have ruined all the effort put into it.
"That... whether you believe it or not, I really didn't do it on purpose..."
After Ye Feng stuffed the Ice Silkworm into a bamboo tube inside his medicine bag, he strode towards the young woman, reaching out his hand to help her up from the ground.
The incident had indeed been unintentional, but it was still a bit embarrassing.