Everyone's heads turned abruptly, and when they got a clear look at the deep print of a slap on Ma Zhicai's face, they all sucked in a cold breath.
"Zige, I meant no harm, I just saw the horse get startled and wanted to save you," Ma Zhicai said with a grievance, rubbing his face where handprints were evident.
Lin Zige blushed furiously as she glared at him, "Who needs your help anyway? Everyone is here. If you hadn't grabbed me, I would have gotten out of the way already. Do you think everyone is as wimpy as you?"
"I…" His sense of grievance deepened when he heard her words, "Zige, I really didn't mean anything by it. I acted out of urgency earlier and treated you improperly. But don't worry, I, Ma Zhicai, am responsible for my actions. Since I've compromised your innocence, I will certainly make matters right for you."