Acting? Let's do it for real!

The corners of her mouth curled up; a good idea had sprouted in Bulma's mind.

What she wanted was for Yamcha to feel the sensation of losing her.

So much time had passed, and even though it was clearly his fault, he wouldn't take the initiative to come and apologize to her.

Although she had gone a bit too far with her words back then, the matter had been instigated by Yamcha. If he had just refused the advances of those flashy hussies, they wouldn't have ended up where they were today.

Having been separated for so long, Bulma had forgotten the last time she had spoken to or seen Yamcha.

At this moment, she only wanted to make Yamcha regret it, to let him know that her tolerance had its limits.

"What business is it of yours? The two of us have nothing to do with each other anymore! I can let whoever I want hold me, and you have no right to interfere!" As she spoke, Bulma even provocatively hooked her arm through Lin Chuan's.

The scheming smile on her face gave Lin Chuan a headache.

While he didn't mind Bulma holding onto him like this, being used as a prop to make a point caught him off guard.

Knowing that Bulma was doing this to intentionally anger Yamcha, Lin Chuan felt a bit uneasy.

In this era, the relationship between Bulma and Yamcha hadn't truly been defined as completely severed yet.

Just as he was about to say something, Lin Chuan saw the look Bulma was casting his way.

Although there was no verbal communication, Lin Chuan knew that Bulma was begging him for help, asking him to play along with her performance.

This woman really doesn't mind stirring up trouble. Since that's the case, I won't be polite either. Lin Chuan was never the type to be pushed around.

Regardless, he had already set his sights on Bulma, so he didn't need to hesitate.

On the contrary, Bulma taking the initiative to get close and using him as a shield was a good thing for him.

One must know, if a woman uses you as an excuse when facing another man, your chances are better than anyone else's.

To put it simply, why just play a part? It would be better to just make it real.

Lin Chuan pulled Bulma into his arms and, pushing his luck, wrapped his arm around her waist.

This intimate movement brought their bodies into close contact from a different angle, making them exceptionally eye-catching.

Bulma was startled by Lin Chuan's sudden move.

Yet, she didn't dare to move recklessly, because if she showed any sign of repulsion, she would be the one failing to act out this scene.

She shot a glare at Lin Chuan, but upon seeing his wicked grin, her cheeks flushed slightly.

She could feel that wandering hand beginning to knead.

What does he think he's doing?

Did he think of her as some easy woman?

"You... you people...!!!" At this moment, seeing this scene, Yamcha's eyes widened to the size of saucers.

He had bitterness in his heart that he couldn't voice, and his anger burned, impossible to suppress.

If looks could kill, he would have already slaughtered Lin Chuan a thousand times over.

His own woman, tainted by another man!

And Bulma wasn't even resisting; instead, she looked as if she were waiting to be plucked.

He had been in a relationship with Bulma for ten years. He had made his own advances, but he had never seen Bulma act like this.

"Were you just directing killing intent at me?" Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly. In an instant, an incredibly terrifying pressure erupted from his body.

An invisible aura formed in the blink of an eye, as if a sovereign had descended upon the world, shrouding the entire Kami's Lookout.

This was merely a casual display of deterrence from Lin Chuan, yet it was enough to render Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, Krillin, and Chiaotzu unable to move.

Naturally, this also included Kami, Piccolo, Mr. Popo, and that fellow Yajirobe.

If Lin Chuan had unleashed his full power and pressure at this moment, they would likely have been knocked unconscious instantly.

From the time he started searching for the Dragon Balls until now, nearly six hours had passed—a total of 20,700 seconds—and his combat power had long since exceeded 50,000, reaching 55,395!

With this level of strength, placed on Earth during this era, no one could withstand it!

Because of Lin Chuan's intimidation, Yamcha was silenced instantly.

He realized the terrifying nature of this unknown Saiyan, Lin Chuan, and his cowardly personality surfaced from the depths of his heart.

"Th-that... Yamcha didn't mean anything by it... they are boyfriend and girlfriend... so, so seeing you holding Bulma, he just wanted to know what was going on..." Krillin tried to play the peacemaker, but he too was being crushed by Lin Chuan's aura, struggling to breathe. He had to break his sentence into several parts just to finish it.

Lin Chuan laughed after hearing this.

"I don't care about the past; I only care about the present! Do you think I could have misread that killing intent from just now?! Kid Krillin!"

"And you, this Earthling named Yamcha! Although I don't know the inside story, I'm not a fool! Since Bulma has already said she has nothing to do with you, what right do you have to point fingers at others?!"

"Or do you think you're something special?"

After replying to Krillin, Lin Chuan spoke to Yamcha in an overbearing tone.

Krillin didn't dare to speak again, while Yamcha secretly clenched his fists, his heart filled with a complex mix of emotions.

He gritted his teeth, his resentful eyes darting back and forth between Lin Chuan and Bulma.

Knowing that he was filled with hatred yet too afraid to even respond, Lin Chuan offered a disdainful smile.

Lin Chuan continued to hold Bulma close, ignoring her attempts to struggle, and spoke again: "As a man, if you truly cared about this woman, you wouldn't have been too terrified to even make a peep at a single word of intimidation from me! Honestly, you don't deserve Bulma!"

Having said that, Lin Chuan increased his pressure, bearing down on Yamcha with even greater force.

Originally, the group had been able to put up a meager resistance, but now they were completely suppressed.

"Is... is this the power of a Saiyan..." Tien Shinhan didn't care about anything else; he only cared about what he was feeling.

At this moment, he was gritting his teeth, using every ounce of his strength to resist the pressure released by Lin Chuan.

The gap was too vast, meaning that even though he pushed his power beyond its limits, briefly raising his combat power to four or five hundred... it was still useless.

No wonder Kami was so anxious to summon us to Kami's Lookout to train... Could the Saiyans arriving in a year all be at his level?!

You have to be kidding me... A person's Ki could actually reach such a level.

Tien Shinhan fully realized just how insignificant he was.

"Ti... Tien..." Chiaotzu stood by Tien Shinhan's side, so frightened that he could only rely on Tien Shinhan for a sense of security.

Having achieved the desired effect, Lin Chuan withdrew his aura.

He didn't even bother to glance at Yamcha.

His attention shifted to Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu. Tien Shinhan, in particular, was truly worth a second look.

Under his pressure, he was the only one who had managed to maintain his composure.

"I didn't expect that Earth would not only have Saiyans and Namekians, but also Three-Eyed People!"

With a sharp curl of his lips, Lin Chuan said with a smile.

Three-Eyed People!

In the original story, even Tien Shinhan himself didn't know this, did he?

Tien Shinhan was a descendant of the Three-Eyed People.

Just like a half-breed born from the union of a Saiyan and an Earthling.