Buzz!
The next moment, Vegeta inadvertently caught sight of a figure far off to the side. An idea suddenly struck him, and his brows lifted as though he had thought of a way to respond.
A thousand meters to Vegeta's side stood an extremely small figure.
Vegeta was very familiar with that little figure. It was Gohan, the child he had once plotted against back on Earth!
"At this point, I can only give it a try."
Vegeta muttered, then suddenly slowed down.
As Vegeta slowed, Frieza naturally caught up with him.
"Kehehe... Vegeta, why aren't you running anymore? Are you planning to bow your head, admit your mistakes, and beg This King for forgiveness?" Frieza blocked Vegeta's path, arms folded across his chest as he mocked him.
His tone was exceedingly indifferent, yet it faintly carried a biting killing intent!
"Whatever I say now, you probably won't listen. Besides, I am the lofty Prince Vegeta!"
After Frieza intercepted him, Vegeta showed no fear. Instead, he shouted, "How could this prince possibly yield to trash like you?! Keep dreaming!"
Vegeta's attitude surprised Frieza slightly, but after that brief surprise, the mocking smile remained on his lips.
"You're about to die, yet you're still putting on such a brave front. Should I praise you for your courage, or your stupidity?" Frieza sneered coldly.
In Frieza's eyes, Vegeta was already meat on the chopping block. With a single thought, he could slaughter him however he pleased.
To put it plainly, Frieza regarded Vegeta as a dead man!
"Hehehe..."
Vegeta lowered his head slightly and let out a strange laugh.
"What? Did fear drive you insane?"
Hearing Vegeta's foolish laughter, Frieza laughed as well.
"You're right."
Vegeta spoke in a deep voice. "I followed a demon who slaughtered my entire Saiyan race and