The perks of being the prison boss were truly extravagant.
After Su Ming displayed the strength to crush everyone present, the prisoners looked at him with burning eyes.
As if they had found a spiritual leader.
They surrounded Su Ming and brought him to the largest cell, which they cleaned spotless in minutes.
They clamored for him to move in.
Meanwhile, Quill and the others were squeezed outside by the crowd.
What a joke. Just because you had the leader's protection did not mean you could enjoy the same treatment.
For Su Ming's sake, those who harbored hatred for Gamora temporarily hid their fangs.
Just you wait until tonight!
Drax remained seated there. No matter what happened, it seemed to have nothing to do with him.
He merely stared at Gamora with his eyes wide open.
Su Ming watched the aliens of every color chattering excitedly at him.
He felt a little awkward.
Because he could not understand alien languages.
Just then, the Runes within his spiritual power stirred, tracing mysterious paths as they shifted slightly.
In an instant, Su Ming seemed to have tuned into the right frequency and understood what those aliens were saying.
The Runes emitted a faint glow around his spiritual power, turning every unfamiliar language into information Su Ming could understand.
It appeared directly in his mind.
It was quite novel.
His ears still heard incomprehensible chatter, but his mind could clearly grasp what they meant:
"Respected leader, this room has been specially prepared for you. Please move in!"
"Oh, I really shouldn't..."
Su Ming was modest with his words, but his feet did not stop moving. Only after entering the room did he realize there was something off about what they had called him.
"Leader? Who? Me?"
When he turned around, he saw that