Hearing He-El's reproach, Yamcha instantly tensed up and stood at attention, like a student being scolded by his teacher.
"He-El, sir..." Yamcha awkwardly tried to explain himself, but his last memory was of being blasted away by a laser cannon. He had already lost consciousness while flying through the air.
More than that, while unconscious, Yamcha vaguely seemed to have gone to Hell and met King Yemma, though he could not remember clearly.
Anyway... he had barely put any of the physical techniques and martial arts He-El had taught him to use before being blasted away by the laser cannon.
"...Hehe." Goku stood at attention beside Yamcha, holding the Dragon Ball stone sphere in one hand and scratching the back of his head with the other. He bared his white teeth, ready to be scolded by He-El alongside Yamcha.
"I won't scold you." Although He-El was somewhat displeased, he had no intention of reprimanding them.
Strictly speaking, Goku and Yamcha were merely companions he had encountered on this journey to find the Dragon Balls, friends at most.
He-El had never intended to use the identity of a friend to scold his friends.
As for whether they would make such low-level mistakes again in the future...
He-El could say with certainty that they would.
They definitely would.
Then what was the point of scolding them?
Things that could not be taught would not be learned simply because he taught them.
It was enough for them to use the martial arts, physical abilities, and Ki techniques he had developed through his research into this universe. He could not ask any more of them.
"I'm sorry. I was reckless. When facing enemies in the future, I won't be so careless. He-El, sir, can you still continue guiding me?" Yamcha's heart skipped a beat,