"Hello, Salvador. It's been a while. Your whole vibe has changed so much I almost didn't recognize you."
With a wicked grin, Yang Bo walked toward the "Angel," Salvador, who was sitting on a park bench. It had been some time since he had last seen her at the strip club.
At the sound of Yang Bo's voice, Salvador looked up from her book and smiled at him.
Her entire demeanor changed in an instant.
From demure to seductive-all it took was a look.
"Where have you been lately? I asked the professor, but he said he didn't know either."
Yang Bo walked over and sat beside Salvador without standing on ceremony. She didn't mind, either. Those five thousand dollars back then hadn't been spent for nothing.
"Me? I've been busy saving the world."
Looking at Salvador, Yang Bo felt that she had changed a great deal, though he couldn't quite put his finger on how.
Salvador gave him a reproachful look. Naturally, she didn't believe him.
"If you don't want to tell me, fine. But did you come back for something?"
Her little eye roll left Yang Bo feeling helpless. He was an honest man who never lied. If he hadn't had Thanos subdue the Kree under Ronan's command, Ronan might have stormed Xandar before Star-Lord even got a chance to dance. That counted as saving the world in a roundabout way.
"I came back to see the professor and find out whether he's recruited any new students."
Salvador was smart. If she hadn't been, the strip club would have chewed her up and spat her out long ago. With a faint smile, she asked, "You're not really here to see people. You're here to draw blood, aren't you?"
She continued, "Quite a few people have arrived, actually. I