Here, after getting Luo Fei's definite answer, Yamcha finally knew who they were. Luo Fei, Bulla—weren't they the young master and young lady of Capsule Corp!
So they were the children of old acquaintances.
Yamcha gave a bitter laugh and said to Bulla, "So you're Goku and Bulma's daughter. No wonder..."
Bulla blinked her bright, star-like eyes. This potbellied middle-aged man in front of her knew her parents?
Seeing the doubt in Bulla's eyes, Yamcha suddenly felt a sourness in his heart, as if he had been offended.
To Goku and the others, he really was nothing more than an insignificant nobody.
His thoughts drifted back to more than twenty years ago. Back then, he had been so high-spirited, occupying a vast stretch of wasteland and planning to make something big of himself. But just as he was full of fighting spirit and ready to show what he could do, he ran into Goku and Bulma, who had teamed up to search for the Dragon Balls.
For some reason, he had lost his mind and picked a fight with the worst possible people. In that fight, he had been knocked flat in just a few moves.
Later, he had provoked another girl named Chi-Chi, and she had knocked him unconscious with a single slap.
Those two blows had dealt a severe wound to his confidence, and all his grand ambitions had vanished like smoke. For the next several decades, he had curled up in the desert near Mount Liangjing and never gone out again.
Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty years had passed.
Of those two people from back then, one had saved Earth from danger time and again, becoming a legendary martial artist respected by the world. The other had inherited Kami's position,