Old Turtle was furious when Bulma actually called him that. It was truly unbearable.
"Bulma, what did you say? I'm an Old Turtle?"
Old Turtle no longer wanted to stay here. He had suffered far too much aggravation, but he had important business to handle this time, or he would never have come here.
"Master Roshi, sorry, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue." Remembering Master Roshi's temper, Bulma immediately changed her wording.
Master Roshi felt somewhat better when he heard the little girl finally correct herself.
Bulma also could not understand what wind had blown this Old Turtle over here. She had only been thinking about this annoying fellow a few days ago, and now he had actually come.
"It's nothing. Not everyone knows my nickname. Only a little girl like you would dare call me that. If anyone else dared, I'd make sure he learned what it meant to have nowhere in heaven or earth to escape punishment."
Master Roshi spoke with a stern look in his eyes and great boldness, as though he had long known everything about the matters at hand and had already thought through every word in his mind.
"Master Roshi, may I ask what brings you here this time?" Bulma asked in surprise.
"Of course I'm here to gather talented people for the World Martial Arts Tournament. Isn't the tournament going to begin before long?"
As Master Roshi spoke, he began probing around with the cane in his hand, as though he had already prepared his speech and everything he had considered in his mind.
When Uchiha Hiko heard that the World Martial Arts Tournament was about to be held, he recalled how its scale could truly be described as terrifying. Everything that happened in such a setting made one want to