Looking at his former Ravager companions and the "nuclear-friendly" smile on his adoptive father Yondu's face, Star-Lord felt like an idiot.
He had already spotted the beauty he had slept with last night. She was now piloting his ship, sitting in the cockpit and waving at him.
Clearly, the red-skinned alien woman had not left after their night together. She had hidden somewhere inside the ship.
After Star-Lord left the ship to search for the Orb, she had taken the chance to send Yondu their coordinates, then commandeered the ship and fled into space.
In this way, without a ship, even if Star-Lord obtained the Orb, he would be stranded on this abandoned planet with no way to escape.
Soon, the small spacecraft slowly and smoothly landed on the ground.
The woman inside opened the hatch and stepped out. Walking on tiptoe over to Yondu, she bluntly made her demand. "I get a share of the bounty for the Orb too. Without me, you never would have caught him."
"Sure! Four billion is plenty. It's enough for every one of us to get a hefty cut." Yondu agreed without hesitation.
After all, he was not the sort of Ravager leader who pinched pennies.
More importantly, he had caught up to Star-Lord before other Bounty Hunters, mercenaries, and assorted factions did, sparing his "unfilial" adoptive son from being torn to pieces.
Unfortunately, Star-Lord clearly did not appreciate it. With a deeply unwilling look on his face, he handed the sphere over to Yondu and asked in a low voice, "When did you catch up to me?"
"Three days ago! Boy, you really made me burn a lot of brain cells this time. But for the sake of that sweet four billion, I'll let it slide for now." As he spoke, Yondu