"Old man, you've been standing there getting all moved for ages. Were you hoping I'd shed a couple of tears for you?"
A cruel sneer curled across Vegeta's lips.
"Listen carefully."
"Whatever decisions my foolish father made were his own business. I couldn't care less."
"You keep saying a father's debts must be paid by his son?"
"Unfortunately for you, any so-called family bond of blood turned to cosmic dust along with Planet Vegeta long ago."
"I can't be bothered with the affairs of the dead, nor can I do anything about them."
Vegeta looked down at Paragus as though he were garbage.
"You want revenge? Fine. As long as you can survive on this ice field."
"But an old sack of bones like you, barking like a stray dog, probably isn't even qualified to warm me up."
"Y-you bastard!!!"
Paragus trembled all over from Vegeta's cold, heartless words, nearly coughing up blood.
"Uncle Paragus, why waste your breath on someone who's about to become a corpse?"
Just then.
Raditz, who had been standing in the back pretending to be profound, finally could no longer suppress his urge to show off. He swaggered forward.
He first swept his gaze arrogantly over the four people atop the ice cliff.
When his eyes fell on Piccolo, his venomous gaze immediately lit up.
"Green-skinned alien! I could never forget that ugly face of yours, not even in my dreams!"
Raditz pointed at Piccolo and burst into arrogant laughter.
"Back then, you and that traitor Kakarot joined forces and ambushed me with that despicable move! During that endless Hell on Planet Vampa, I thought every day about how I would tear out your tendons and rip apart your bones!"
"Now that you've come right to me, I'll make sure to treat you well."
"I'll