A Way to Solve the Flames

"Damn it!"

Young Master Yamcha watched the battle unfolding far beyond his own level, his fists clenching tighter and tighter.

"Puar! Can we really just give up like this?"

"I can't accept this outcome!"

"But Young Master..."

Puar's scalp tingled as Ox King was once again sent flying.

"But he's truly terrifying, and he's younger than you, Young Master Yamcha. Even if you stall for time and prepare for revenge years later, you won't have a chance."

"Young Master, they're not fighting anymore!"

Just as Young Master Yamcha was agonizing, Puar suddenly spoke up.

Young Master Yamcha peeked out again and found that both sides had calmed down.

And there was another woman present.

"Mr. Ox King, I must say, you are a respectable opponent. How about we shake hands and call it a truce? Perhaps we can help you extinguish the flames?"

"Hmm? How can I trust you?"

To be honest, after the previous confrontation, he genuinely admired this little guy. It had been a long time since anyone could withstand his initial onslaught.

"What do you think this is?"

Son Gohan patted Goku's shoulder, signaling him to take down the Ruyi Staff.

As Son Gohan spoke, Ox King finally noticed the red staff.

"Huh? It looks so familiar. Is this... Gohan's Ruyi Staff?!"

"Kid, how do you have Gohan's Ruyi Staff!"

"Hello, Mr. Ox. Allow me to formally introduce myself. My name is Son Gohan, and this is my brother, Son Goku."

Facing Ox King's questioning, Son Gohan shrugged and introduced them casually.

"As for Gohan, obviously, he is our Grandfather."

"!"

"Oh my! So you are Gohan's relatives!"

"It seems the Dragon King's temple was flooded by the dragon – one family not recognizing another!"

Upon hearing Gohan's name, Ox King's previously overbearing and fierce demeanor instantly softened.

He scratched his head awkwardly and chuckled.

"No wonder you're so powerful, Gohan! Back when I was studying with Gohan-shixiong on Kame Island, Gohan-shixiong was already incredibly strong!"

"Sun Gohan?"

Yamcha, who had been eavesdropping nearby, pondered the name with suspicion.

"No wonder! So he's a family member of that great martial arts master!"

A thunderclap flashed through Yamcha's mind, and he finally understood the meaning behind the name.

"The unparalleled great martial arts master, the owner of the Ruyi Staff. So he had a renowned teacher. No wonder, no wonder!"

"Young Master Yamcha, what are you talking about?"

Puar looked at Yamcha, who seemed to have lost his mind, with confusion.

"Puar, do you think I should also find a master? Maybe then my research into martial arts will advance further?"

Heaven knows how much this scene impacted him, a self-taught martial artist. He had always believed in himself.

Even without guidance, he was confident that his talent alone was enough to achieve great things in martial arts. He had always thought his self-created Wolf Fang Wind Fist was a supreme martial arts technique, and with it, even if he couldn't compare to top experts like Son Goku, he would still be considered a master in his own right.

But his confidence, his arrogance, had all crumbled after meeting Son Goku and his brother.

"Gohan, you said just now that you have a way to help me extinguish the great fire on the mountain. Is that true?"

"I haven't seen my treasures in days. If this continues, they'll be burned to ashes!"

He hesitated somewhat when mentioning this. As far as he knew, only Master Mutaito's Banana Fan could extinguish such a great fire. But he didn't know if Chichi could successfully find the master.

"We can have Goku go to Kame Island to find Master Mutaito," Gohan said.

"We met him before, and now we are disciples of the Kame Style."

"Moreover, Goku has the Flying Nimbus now, so he can definitely ask Master Roshi to help you put out the fire."

Gohan offered his suggestion at the opportune moment. This clearly coincided with Ox King's wishes, as it was the solution he had been hoping for.

"I've already asked my daughter Chichi to go find Master Mutaito. Since Goku has the Flying Nimbus, I'll trouble him with it. This matter, of course, needs to be done as quickly as possible!"

"If the fire burns for a few more days, my home will be gone!"

Ox King looked worriedly at the great castle on the mountain engulfed in flames. His life's savings were all in there. If it were all burned away... just thinking about it made his heart ache to the point of breathlessness!

"..."

Son Gohan watched the anxious Ox King, holding back his urge to complain.

"Actually, being burned down and being blown up are pretty much the same thing."

However, to avoid discouraging the Ox King, Son Gohan kept all his complaints to himself, not letting a single one slip out.

"So now we need Goku to find that perverted old man?"

Bulma remembered the lecherous old man who had recently taken the two brothers as disciples.

"I'll take on this mission! My Flying Nimbus is much faster than Ribut's!"

Son Goku excitedly interjected from the side. After he spoke, Ribut rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction. After considering the physical difference, he silently endured it.

Son Goku summoned the Flying Nimbus and was about to set off when the Ox King made a new request.

"Hey, Wukong, I have a daughter named Chichi. She already left to find Master Mutaito earlier. If you see her on your way, could you bring her along?"

"Sure, leave it to me!"

Son Goku leaped onto the Flying Nimbus and flew off.

This was tough luck for Yamcha and Puar, who were secretly watching from the side.

"We're doomed, Young Master! That girl is the Ox King's daughter!"

Puar was so shocked he almost jumped up, looking like a dying cat.

Yamcha was also sweating. Who could have imagined such a complication.

The master and servant immediately turned back. Yamcha prayed desperately that the girl he had knocked out was unharmed.

Otherwise, they would be in serious trouble.

Driven by the desire to race Son Goku and get there before him, Yamcha exerted almost all his strength to find the girl again.

"Do you like me?"

The beautiful girl in the pink outfit stared blankly at the person in front of her, her mind lost in thought.

Yamcha's face turned red. His fear of interacting with girls was his biggest flaw. Now, suddenly interacting with a girl, he was extremely tense.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?"

Chichi looked at Yamcha curiously.

"Heh, yes, a little."

Yamcha replied somewhat foolishly.

His mouth opened subconsciously, revealing half a broken tooth.