Master Roshi strolled over to Piccolo Jr.
Looking at the youthful Piccolo Jr. before him, Master Roshi wore a grave expression. Behind his sunglasses, his eyes held a strange look.
His sharp gaze fixed directly on Piccolo, as though he wanted to see right through him.
Young Piccolo was on high alert around Master Roshi, wary in the extreme.
Though he was not the original Piccolo, he had inherited Old Piccolo's memories.
Master Roshi had been his greatest adversary. Now that he had appeared before him, Piccolo clenched his fists tightly, ready to fight at any moment.
The atmosphere became incredibly heavy. Everyone watched closely, as if a fierce battle might break out between the two at any second.
Fortunately, this era had long since changed because of Talot. Otherwise, no one would be reacting to this young Piccolo like this.
"That's enough, Master Roshi. With your eyesight, you should be able to tell, right? This Piccolo isn't the evil Piccolo you fought back then. He's a Namekian who has been reborn." Talot stepped forward and eased the tense atmosphere.
Hearing Talot's words, Master Roshi pondered for a moment. The white gleam reflected on his sunglasses quickly faded, and his stern old face suddenly turned into a carefree grin.
"Haha! I just had a sudden urge to see whether this new Piccolo was like his father. Looks like this old man was overthinking it." Holding Master Roshi's Staff, Master Roshi gave young Piccolo another look before finally dropping the matter.
With Talot vouching for him, who would dare make a move?
Even if this Piccolo really were still evil, if Talot said he was not, then he was not.
Of course, that was because Talot possessed enough strength.
Master Roshi believed Talot must have had his reasons for doing this.