"This is the Storage Ring I made. What, do you want one too?" Mu Yang replied.
"Mhm! Of course I do! This thing is so cool! It's amazing!" Caulifla clenched her fists, her face alight with excitement.
"Big Sis Caulifla." Kale tried to signal for her to tone it down.
"Want my ring? That's easy." Mu Yang smiled. "But if you accept my ring, that means you're mine. Do you still want it?"
"Of course." Caulifla clenched her fists even tighter, growing more excited. "With something this amazing, Kale and I will accept you as our big brother and follow your lead. Right, Kale?"
"Ah... Big Sis..." Kale had never expected her sister to drag her into it too.
Kale didn't know how to refuse, so in the end, she gave a slight nod, agreeing.
"See? Kale agrees to accept you as her big brother too." Caulifla hurried over, tugged on Mu Yang's sleeve, and gave it a playful shake. "Big Brother, how about giving Kale and me a ring each..."
"Ah, there's just no dealing with you two." Mu Yang let out a soft sigh. After the Storage Ring in his hand flashed red, two rings appeared in his palm.
One was a black Storage Ring, and the other was green.
"Here. Take them."
Mu Yang gave the black Storage Ring to Caulifla and the green one to the shy Kale.
"Big Brother is the best!" Caulifla eagerly slipped the jet-black Storage Ring onto her finger.
Kale put on her green Storage Ring too.
"Could you show me around Planet Sadala?" Mu Yang asked with a smile. "I'm really curious about the Saiyans here."
"Of course! Right, Kale?" Caulifla declared, thumping her chest to show that she'd take care of everything.
"Big Sis Caulifla is right." Kale gazed at her sister with admiration.
Mu Yang chuckled softly. He found them rather amusing.
Yuri was wonderful, but it was a shame it couldn't lead to children.
Then, guided by Caulifla and Kale, Mu Yang left the remote, mountainous area and arrived in front of the Saiyans' royal city.
"Stop! Please show us your identification!" The two Saiyans guarding the gate blocked their way.
"Uncle Mashuro, don't you remember me?" Caulifla pointed to her cheek.
"Of course I remember you." The Saiyan named Mashuro smiled kindly. "You're Caulifla, and she's Kale."
"Then hurry up and..." Caulifla didn't get to finish.
Mashuro stopped her and pointed at Mu Yang, his expression stern. "But I don't recognize him. I don't remember any Saiyan like him in Universe 6."
"Oh, he's a Saiyan from Universe 7. He came from our neighboring universe," Caulifla hastily explained.
Mashuro looked at Caulifla as if she were an idiot.
Caulifla felt a little embarrassed.
She was only five years old, after all.
She couldn't take an adult's scrutinizing gaze without feeling uneasy.
Under Mashuro's stare, Caulifla felt extremely uncomfortable.
Fortunately, she was usually lively and outgoing.
Caulifla met his gaze without the slightest fear.
A note of admiration flickered in Mashuro's eyes.
She was so young, yet already so courageous.
Whatever her talent might be in the future,
she was a promising Saiyan who could grow up to protect the peace of the universe.
As for Caulifla's talk of Universe 6 and Universe 7, Mashuro didn't believe her.
It was far more likely that this stranger had tricked the innocent Caulifla and Kale.
Mashuro stared at Mu Yang warily.
Mu Yang shrugged, unconcerned. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he revealed the tail hidden under his pants and swished it a couple of times.
"Big Brother, I can't believe you have a tail!" Caulifla exclaimed, delight in her face as she felt Mu Yang's tail, enjoying its fluffy texture.
It felt amazing!
Kale couldn't resist her curiosity either. Every so often, she would sneak a glance at the tail.
While Caulifla and Kale were astonished, Mashuro was horrified.
How was this possible?
Unlike Caulifla and Kale, who were too young and inexperienced to know better, Mashuro had heard the stories. They were recorded in the history books.
They said that Saiyans in ancient times had tails!
It was only later, as Saiyan civilization advanced, that they gradually gave them up.
And Mu Yang's tail looked exactly like the one Mashuro had seen in the history books!
"You... you..."
Mashuro pointed at Mu Yang, completely unable to speak.
"What do you mean, 'you'? Hurry up and report this," Mu Yang said, rolling his eyes.
Mashuro understood how serious this was. He hurried into the city and raced toward the royal palace to report it.
"Wait here. I'll be right back."
After leaving them with those words, Mashuro departed.
Mu Yang, Caulifla, and Kale were left waiting where they were.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Caulifla grumbled, clearly annoyed.
"..." Kale lowered her head shyly.
"It's only natural. With something this significant, he has to report it," Mu Yang said, not bothered in the least.
For one thing, they were all Saiyans, and he was more tolerant of Saiyans than most.
For another, Mu Yang didn't want to destroy these Saiyans, who cherished peace throughout the universe.
The Saiyans of Universe 7 were proof of just how rare peace-loving Saiyans were.
In all this time, Son Goku was the only one he could think of!
Mu Yang closed his eyes to rest while he waited.
Before long, Marot arrived with a short five-year-old boy who looked a little like Vegeta.
"Are you the one suspected of being an ancient Saiyan?" Cabba eyed Mu Yang's tail with suspicion.
It looked so lifelike that Cabba couldn't help believing it.
"Is this how you treat guests on Planet Sadala?" Mu Yang didn't answer the question. Instead, he asked one of his own.
Cabba froze, then gave an awkward laugh. "Sorry, that was rude of me! Please, come with me to the royal palace."
"Prince Cabba!" Marot said sternly.
"Don't worry. He doesn't look like a bad person to me either," Jaco said with a smile, stopping Marot.
"Ugh!" Marot sighed and let them pass.
The prince had said so. What else could he do?
"Please, follow me."
Jaco turned and walked into the royal city.
Mu Yang, Caulifla, and Kale followed him inside.
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