"Let's leave it at that for today. We'll rest on Papaya Island for the night and talk again tomorrow," He-El said. "Once I've handled the company matters, I'll contact you all so we can deal with the Red Ribbon Army together."
"Very well, then this old man shall wait for your news." Master Roshi stroked his beard and chuckled. "It has been a long time since I last got any exercise. The Red Ribbon Army is wicked beyond measure, after all."
Bulma rolled her eyes at Master Roshi. Could Jackie Chun, who had competed in the World Martial Arts Tournament, really be unable to move his limbs?
After learning that Jackie Chun was Master Roshi in disguise—especially after seeing Jackie Chun chase Ranfan around the entire ring while drooling like a lecherous old man—Bulma had little patience for Master Roshi. She knew he was a dirty old man.
Master Roshi coughed awkwardly twice and guiltily put on his sunglasses.
"Alright, Big Brother He-El!" Goku and Krillin grinned politely, their white teeth flashing.
He-El smiled and nodded.
After dinner, everyone returned to the hotel and stayed the night.
The next day.
After washing up in the morning, Master Roshi, Goku, and Krillin changed back into the blue suits they had worn upon arrival and parted ways with He-El and the others at the airport.
"Big Brother He-El, remember to contact us!" Goku and Krillin waved as they boarded the plane.
After saying goodbye to them, He-El boarded Capsule Corporation's private plane with Bulma, Yamcha, Puar, Rabbit Can-Can, and the others, returning to West City.
Dr. Briefs had arrived early and was waiting for He-El at Capsule Corporation's private airfield. When he saw He-El and the others disembark, he did not even have time to greet his daughter Bulma before formally apologizing