Inside Hulk's luxurious lounge.
It seemed a little crowded at the moment.
Especially with Su Ming seated, three beautiful women of distinctly different temperaments standing behind him.
He had struck a thoroughly showy pose.
His sheer presence pushed everyone else several meters away.
Especially after Purple Jewel took her place, Wanda's God's Hand-like cat ears...
Added a deadly charm to the porcelain-doll-like little girl.
For a moment, sharp intakes of breath rose one after another.
Yondu pursed his lips.
He glanced at the scruffy Quill.
"If Quill had been a little girl like that back then, I probably would've spoiled her rotten..."
Drax could not help thinking of his own daughter, and a trace of tenderness and nostalgia appeared in his eyes.
He sighed deeply.
Rocket blinked, looked at Purple Jewel, then at little Groot beside him.
He immediately felt the gap in their levels was far too great.
He even felt embarrassed on Groot's behalf.
"They're both cute, but compared to this kind of overwhelmingly adorable visual impact, dumb cute gets obliterated without even leaving scraps..."
Yet Groot seemed completely unaffected.
Seeing Purple Jewel happily sitting on Su Ming's lap.
He spread his little tree legs and jumped onto Su Ming's shoulder.
"Pop—!"
A small white flower bloomed atop his head.
Joining the decorations.
Pietro swallowed enviously, as if he had thought of something.
With an innocent look on his face, he said:
"Sir... your formation really is cool, but... this is Hulk's lounge.
There are only a few of us in here.
Who are you putting on such a big show for?"
Su Ming's gaze swept across the bewildered people before him, and he smiled slightly.
"Do you remember the task I assigned you earlier?"
"Yeah..."
"Mm..."
"Then what are you standing around for? Move!"
Su Ming