More and more people noticed something unusual here and gathered around.
Looking at the flaming tornado suspended in the middle of the cell, they had no time to admire its magnificence before the violent heat blasted them in the face.
The prisoners who failed to get out of the way had their hair burned away in an instant, leaving behind a scorched smell.
Sparks flickered across their prison uniforms, as if they might burst into flames at any moment.
"Ah, hot! Get back!"
Sensing the danger, everyone shoved and cursed as they retreated. Once they were sure they were at a safe distance, they looked back into the cell.
Their eyes were full of worry as discussion broke out:
"That's the boss's room, right?"
"That's right. Who else could cause such a huge commotion?"
"What's he doing?"
"No idea..."
"We're not going to die here, are we..."
"Let's hope not..."
Quill, Rocket, and the others were also in the crowd, staring at the disturbance in Su Ming's room in shock. They exchanged speechless looks.
As they wondered what had happened to Su Ming, a trace of concern flashed through their eyes.
"I am Groot!?"
Groot took two steps forward to see what was happening, but Rocket stopped him with a roar:
"Hey! Groot, stop! Do you want to add more firewood to that blaze?"
Only when flames lit up on the tips of his branches did Groot realize that he seemed to be the firewood Rocket was talking about.
He hurriedly backed away.
"I am Groot..."
His voice was filled with fear.
He frantically patted out the flames on his body.
In the process, he flung Rocket, who had been hugging his leg, aside as well.
Rocket had successfully stopped Groot from turning into a walking torch, only to