Be Frieza's Dog?

That name sounded somewhat familiar, yet strangely unfamiliar.

He followed Goku's pointing finger with his gaze.

Only then did he notice that someone was actually lying in the shade beneath the parasol.

His attention had been entirely on Kakarot just now, and that person had no trace of ki at all, like an ordinary human. He had somehow overlooked him.

At that moment, Sun Wuxiu slowly closed the book in his hand.

He sat up and removed his sunglasses, revealing a sharply defined face.

And... the brown tail swaying gently behind him.

"!!!"

Raditz's pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints, and he took a step back as though he had seen a ghost.

"That's... a tail?!"

"A Saiyan?!"

"How could there be another Saiyan on this planet?!"

Raditz swiftly activated his Power Level Scouter and scanned Sun Wuxiu.

"Beep beep beep..."

"Power level... 1?!"

"No! That's impossible!" Raditz frantically slapped the scouter.

"That feeling that just made my heart tremble... there's no way it could have come from trash with a power level of 1!"

While Raditz was still wavering in disbelief,

Sun Wuxiu stood up.

He wore floral shorts and nothing on his upper body.

His lean, powerful muscles gleamed beneath the sunlight.

He looked at Raditz, a faint smile curling across his lips—the expression of someone meeting an old acquaintance.

"Long time no see, Raditz."

"Though we were both still children back then, I remember your hairline seemed pretty high even when you were little."

Upon hearing that voice and seeing that face clearly,

a long-buried memory suddenly surged up from the depths of Raditz's mind.

Planet Vegeta.

The lower-class warrior residential district.

The child who always followed Uncle Taro around, who was very young yet had unusually mature eyes.

He was the son of Taro, Bardock's closest friend and Kakarot's father!

"You are..."

Even Raditz's pointing finger was trembling, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"K-Kaxiu?!"

"How... how are you here?!"

"Weren't you supposed to have died with Uncle Taro when Planet Vegeta exploded?!"

"How could this be..."

Raditz's mind was in complete chaos.

He remembered clearly that when Planet Vegeta was destroyed, only Prince Vegeta, Nappa, and he had escaped because they were away on a mission.

Later, he heard that an infant named Kakarot had also been sent away.

But Kaxiu... this child, who was one year older than Kakarot, clearly had not been assigned any mission!

Sun Wuxiu walked over to Goku and patted his shoulder, signaling that he did not need to be nervous.

Then he looked at Raditz and said calmly,

"It seems Uncle Bardock never got the chance to tell you."

"Back then, my father Taro and your father Bardock discovered Frieza's scheme."

"To preserve the last of our bloodline, they secretly put the two of us into the same spaceship."

"So Goku was right."

Sun Wuxiu pointed at himself, then at Goku.

"From the moment we left Planet Vegeta, we became brothers who depended on each other for survival."

"As for you..."

Sun Wuxiu looked Raditz up and down, his gaze turning somewhat cold.

"Although you are Goku's brother by blood,"

"you tried to kill your own nephew the moment you arrived, and you wanted your little brother to kill people..."

"He will never acknowledge a brother like that."

On the beach before Kame House, even the sea breeze seemed to freeze at that moment.

Raditz stood there, the shock on his face gradually transforming into frenzied excitement after a sudden realization.

"So that's it... you're Uncle Taro's son!"

Raditz held down his Power Level Scouter, his eyes sweeping back and forth between Sun Wuxiu and Goku. Then he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! What an unexpected windfall! I thought there was only one useless Kakarot left, but I actually found you, a 'missing person'!"

He spread his arms as though bestowing some tremendous favor upon them.

"Since we're all alive, let's put all the unpleasantness from before behind us! Perfect timing—we're attacking a planet with rather fierce resistance, and we're short on manpower."

"Kaxiu, Kakarot! As long as you join us now and become Prince Vegeta's subordinates, the three of us can join forces."

"With Nappa and the Prince as well, what planet in this universe could we Saiyans fail to conquer?"

"We will rebuild the Saiyans' glory! Even without our home planet, we are still the strongest warrior race in the universe!"

Raditz spoke with great fervor, as though he would take the two brothers to conquer the stars and seas the very next second.

However.

"Pfft—"

An ill-timed snort broke Raditz's fantasy.

Sun Wuxiu put his sunglasses back on and lay down again in the comfortable beach chair, even picking up the juice beside him for a sip.

"Join you? Go be Frieza's dogs?"

Sun Wuxiu spoke lazily, his tone filled with undisguised mockery.

"Forget it, Raditz."

"Just look at yourself now—wearing that mass-produced trash of a battle suit, working for others everywhere, without even a permanent home."

"Rebuild glory? Give me a break."

Sun Wuxiu waved his hand as if shooing away flies.

"I think you, Vegeta, and the others should find somewhere cool, hug a cup of hot milk, and watch television. Stop coming out and making fools of yourselves."

"Y-You... what did you say?!"

Raditz's face instantly turned livid, veins bulging on his forehead.

"You actually dare insult the Saiyans' glory?! We are Prince Vegeta's elite unit!"

"Elite unit?" Sun Wuxiu sneered, his tone suddenly turning sharp. "You mean that so-called 'Prince Vegeta'?"

"A prince of a fallen nation, leading two battered survivors, wagging his tail and begging for favor under Frieza."

"If he displeases Frieza even slightly, he gets mocked by those alien freaks."

"That is the glory you speak of?"

"I'd say you are worse than stray dogs. At least stray dogs are free, while you are nothing more than watchdogs chained to a leash."

Every word Sun Wuxiu spoke struck straight at the heart.

He was not merely insulting Raditz.

He was also slapping the face of Vegeta, who was far away on the other end of the universe and possessed immense pride.

Raditz trembled all over, cold sweat instantly streaming down his face.

Because... the communication function of his scouter had been on the whole time!

"Y-You bastard! Shut up!!"

Raditz shouted in terror, trying to turn off the communicator, but it was already too late.

"Bzzzt bzzzt—"

A burst of static suddenly came from Raditz's scouter.

Then, a low, icy voice suppressing an overwhelming fury came through the scouter, ringing clearly across the beach.

"Raditz... turn the volume to maximum."

Raditz shuddered from head to toe. He did not dare disobey and tremblingly pressed the speaker button.