Fortunately, the painting was hung at a high spot and had not been burned yet. Ace used the fire extinguisher to put out the fire around it and took it down.
However, the so-called "map" Joanna mentioned was in the bedroom upstairs, so getting it would be quite dangerous…
"Get back here, Ace! Don't be crazy! Hurry up and get back here!"
Joanna was shouting so hard her voice had gone hoarse.
She could not sit still any longer. She was prepared to rush into the fire too.
But right then, she saw Ace charging out of the fire while protecting her father's favorite painting.
His handsome face was also blackened by smoke like Joanna's. He was a mess. There were various burn marks on his hands, and his clothes had holes burnt into them.
He looked up at Joanna and carefully took the painting out of his arms. "Sorry, I tried my best, but I couldn't find the map you were talking about."