Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1254 - 1229: Doing Good Without Seeking Recognition

As the black smoke intensified, Ye Chen recognized that their current approach wouldn't suffice for a safe exit from the structure.

With a mere thought, an invisible protective barrier materialized around him, unseen by anyone else.

While everyone else covered their mouths and noses, Ye Chen mirrored the action.

This was a deliberate move to avoid drawing unwanted attention.

Guided by Ye Chen and shielded by the invisible barrier, the group successfully evacuated the building.

They attributed their survival to Ye Chen's method, unaware that a protective shield had actually kept the smoke at bay.

In truth, even without covering their faces, they would have been unharmed.

Fortunately, since it was during business hours, most occupants were not present within their residences.

Had there been more individuals requiring rescue, Ye Chen's task would have become considerably more difficult.

Upon witnessing her child's safe return, the woman, tears streaming down her face, rushed towards the rescuer, while the child ran to meet her.

Mother and child reunited in a tearful embrace; the mother's heart ached with worry and regret for leaving her six-year-old daughter home alone.

She couldn't fathom living if anything terrible had happened to her child.

Seeing Ye Chen rescue her daughter filled her with an overwhelming sense of relief and gratitude.

As she moved to thank Ye Chen, holding her child close, she noticed he had already disappeared back into the burning building.

The male police officer nearby was equally stunned, baffled by Ye Chen's decision to re-enter the dangerous structure after escaping.

He urgently called out, "Young man, young man, it's too dangerous in there, please come back immediately."

However, Ye Chen paid no heed and plunged back into the building.

Recalling the policeman's earlier words about a colleague still inside, whom he hadn't seen, Ye Chen suspected something was missed.

A knot of anxiety tightened in his chest, desperately hoping the policeman was unharmed.

Activating his Thousand-Mile Eye ability, Ye Chen scanned the corridors for the missing officer and pinpointed the fire's origin.

On the second floor, he located the fire in a room at the far end, and there he found the unconscious policeman.

The officer lay on the floor, his breathing shallow and erratic. Ye Chen immediately understood the urgency of the situation.

He quickly moved to the fallen officer, placing a hand on his chest, and gradually facilitated easier breathing.

The policeman's senses slowly returned. Seeing Ye Chen before him, he managed a weak but grateful, "Sir, thank you."

With remarkable agility, Ye Chen evaded even the pursuing police officers.

Once he confirmed he was no longer being followed, Ye Chen finally allowed himself to breathe a sigh of relief.

Arriving shortly thereafter, a female journalist inquired among the onlookers, "Where might the young hero who saved those lives be?"

She had been alerted by a concerned citizen, believing such acts of bravery deserved public recognition.

The journalist, who had been struggling to find compelling material for her publication, was overjoyed by the news of the incident.

However, her hope turned to disappointment when she discovered Ye Chen was nowhere to be found.

Upon hearing her question, the assembled crowd could only shake their heads, indicating their ignorance of Ye Chen's whereabouts.

Left with no other option, the distressed journalist proceeded to interview the two police officers present.

Yet, as the police had not been directly involved in the rescue, she failed to glean any significant information, departing with a heavy heart but a firm resolve to locate the anonymous hero, Ye Chen.

She was absolutely determined to provide extensive coverage of his story once he was found.

After all, society desperately needed more young individuals like Ye Chen, who possessed an innate willingness to assist others.

But finding Ye Chen proved to be an incredibly difficult task, akin to searching for a needle in a vast haystack; no one present could recall his features.

Even the male colleague who had briefly encountered Ye Chen earlier could offer no description, the darkness of the night having obscured his appearance.

The journalist understood that a lengthy search lay ahead, yet she refused to abandon her quest.

While driving, Ye Chen unexpectedly sneezed multiple times, rubbing his nose as he wondered who might be discussing him.

He paid it little mind, however, feeling only a sense of weariness and a strong desire to return home for a much-needed, restful sleep.

He had important matters to attend to on the following day.

That night, perhaps a consequence of his earlier exertions, Ye Chen slumbered deeply and peacefully.

He slept soundly all the way until the first light of dawn.