The railing was already scorching hot. Xiao He almost pulled away from the heat when he touched it, but he gritted his teeth and endured it. He craned his neck to look inside, then looked down and asked the little girl, "Do you still have anyone at home?"

The little girl stared blankly at the older brother who had suddenly appeared, and shook her head somewhat sluggishly. Her eyes seemed too tired to keep open, but she still raised her hand, which was scalded and bleeding, and gestured with difficulty towards Xiao He.

Xiao He fell silent immediately.

No wonder the child hadn't been crying or making a fuss; it turns out he couldn't speak...

"I see."

Then, carrying the little girl on his back, Xiao He did not return the way he came, but moved to the side, stepping on the edge of the windowsill, and came to the window of a neighbor next door.

The neighbors had been waiting for a long time. The male homeowner reached out to pull the little girl, while Xiao He lifted her up from below, letting her step on his shoulders and move her inside with the help of the male homeowner. Once the little girl was safely inside the room, Xiao He lightly leaped and landed gracefully on the edge of the window before landing elegantly.

Once the two had safely entered the adjacent room, thunderous applause erupted from downstairs.

"Brother, you're awesome!"

Someone shouted from below.

Some viewers were thrilled: "Holy crap! I've actually seen a real Spider-Man!"

"Spider-Man is nowhere near as awesome as him! This guy climbed up with his bare hands! That's incredibly cool!"

"Did someone record this? I want the video! I want to show it off online! It's even more exciting than a movie!"

...

The woman of the house held the little girl and gently comforted her, while taking out a first-aid kit to treat the little girl's hand. The man of the house gave Xiao He a thumbs up: "Brother, you're one of those guys! I rarely admire anyone in my life, but you're one now!"

Xiao He scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly: "It's nothing, I just did something within my ability."

The hostess looked up at Xiao He, then exclaimed in surprise, "Mu Ze?"

Xiao He: "..."

Because he was in such a hurry to leave, Xiao He didn't wear a mask or hat to disguise himself this time. In fact, he was still wearing the glasses that He Junhao had given him.

With what she's wearing today... she's definitely easy to recognize.

"Are you Mu Ze?"

The hostess's expression was both excited and strange. She stared at Xiao He without blinking, as if she wanted to bore a hole through him.

Xiao He could only reply, "It's me. I'm the actor who plays Mu Ze. My real name is Xiao He."

"Ah, sorry! So your name is Xiao He! I absolutely loved your portrayal of Mu Ze! I never expected to meet you in person!"

The lady of the house was probably only in her late twenties. At this moment, she saw Xiao He like a little fangirl seeing her idol. Although Xiao He himself didn't seem very approachable, he had just bravely saved a life in front of everyone!

"Ahhh, I'm so excited!"

The hostess was so excited that she didn't know what to do, and even wanted Xiao He's autograph and a photo. Seeing the rather chaotic situation, Xiao He changed the subject: "Um, can I use your sink for a moment? I want to wash my hands."

"Of course! Here! Here! Ouch! Your hand is bleeding!"

Only then did the lady of the house notice the bloodstains on Xiao He's hands.

Xiao He glanced down and waved his hand dismissively: "It's nothing, just some scratches."