Zarbon Again

As for whether to release Ginyu and Jeice, Vegeta had never intended to kill them in the first place; otherwise, back on the spaceship, he would have tossed them out to become space debris long ago.

He would keep them locked up for three days and see how things went.

Having decided this, Vegeta soared into the air and sped toward the palace.

However, just as Vegeta approached the palace, he suddenly sensed a powerful aura permeating from within.

What immense combat power!

Vegeta was slightly stunned; his initial estimate was that this person's combat power was at least fifty thousand.

Vegeta was quite puzzled. Since when had such a powerful warrior appeared among the Saiyans?

No, this person's aura did not seem like a Saiyan's; it felt more like an alien's.

Vegeta suppressed his own combat power to around twenty thousand and entered the palace without drawing attention to himself.

"King Vegeta, Lord Frieza is very angry about your Saiyans' unauthorized actions, and the consequences will be severe!" A sinister voice reached Vegeta's ears from afar.

Vegeta scanned the direction from which the voice originated.

Standing with King Vegeta was a figure that looked somewhat familiar; clearly, this was the person who had just spoken.

After finishing his sentence, the man turned his head toward Vegeta.

The two locked eyes.

At the sight, Vegeta nearly jumped.

How could this be?

This guy... hadn't he already wiped this guy out?

Could it be that he possessed an immortal body?

Vegeta's expression turned to one of shock.

Because the person currently confronting King Vegeta was someone Vegeta knew all too well: long green hair, light green skin, and a handsome face—it was none other than Zarbon, whom he had destroyed on Earth.

Had Zarbon been resurrected?

Vegeta felt uncertain.

"Oh, isn't this the little prince? What's the matter? Ran back from Earth with your tail between your legs?"

Clearly, Zarbon had also spotted Vegeta by now, and after a brief moment of surprise, he greeted him with a chuckle.

"Zarbon?" Vegeta called out, not entirely certain.

"Vegeta, this is Zarbon's twin brother, Mr. Zaron," King Vegeta explained from the side.

Hearing this, Vegeta let out a sigh of relief.

So it was Zarbon's twin brother; no wonder they looked exactly the same.

As long as it wasn't Zarbon reborn, it didn't matter.

He hadn't expected Zarbon to have a twin brother; this was something never mentioned in the Dragon Ball world he was familiar with.

"Little prince, don't let my brother's handsome appearance fool you; he's actually quite ruthless. I hope he doesn't hurt you, otherwise, I wouldn't know how to answer to your father." Zaron looked at Vegeta with a smile. Although his words sounded polite, the sarcasm was clear to anyone.

King Vegeta clenched his fists upon hearing this, but he dared not speak his anger.

Zaron, Zarbon's brother, possessed a combat power of fifty thousand; he was not someone he could afford to provoke.

"Right, it seems you father and son haven't seen each other in a long time, so I won't disturb you." Zaron laughed, then his face turned cold. "King Vegeta, Prince Gald's full-moon banquet is still waiting for your attendance. I hope you won't disappoint me."

"I understand," King Vegeta said in a deep voice.

"Hahahaha, I will be back in three days!" Zaron let out a harsh, piercing laugh, then left the palace without looking back.

As for whether to release Ginyu and Jeice, Vegeta had never intended to kill them in the first place; otherwise, back on the spaceship, he would have tossed them out to become space debris long ago.

He would keep them locked up for three days and see how things went.

Having decided this, Vegeta soared into the air and sped toward the palace.

However, just as Vegeta approached the palace, he suddenly sensed a powerful aura permeating from within.

What immense combat power!

Vegeta was slightly stunned; his initial estimate was that this person's combat power was at least fifty thousand.

Vegeta was quite puzzled. Since when had such a powerful warrior appeared among the Saiyans?

No, this person's aura did not seem like a Saiyan's; it felt more like an alien's.

Vegeta suppressed his own combat power to around twenty thousand and entered the palace without drawing attention to himself.

"King Vegeta, Lord Frieza is very angry about your Saiyans' unauthorized actions, and the consequences will be severe!" A sinister voice reached Vegeta's ears from afar.

Vegeta scanned the direction from which the voice originated.

Standing with King Vegeta was a figure that looked somewhat familiar; clearly, this was the person who had just spoken.

After finishing his sentence, the man turned his head toward Vegeta.

At the sight of him, Vegeta nearly jumped out of his skin.

How is this possible?

This guy... didn't he already finish this guy off himself?

Could it be that he also possesses an immortal body?

Vegeta's expression turned to one of utter bewilderment.

Because the person currently standing in a standoff with King Vegeta was someone Vegeta knew all too well: long green hair, light green skin, and a handsome face—it was none other than Zarbon, whom he had killed back on Earth.

Has Zarbon been resurrected?

Vegeta's mind was in turmoil.

"Oh, isn't this the little prince? What's the matter? Did you come scurrying back from Earth with your tail between your legs?"

Clearly, Zarbon had noticed Vegeta as well. After a brief moment of surprise, he greeted him with a chuckle.

"Zarbon?" Vegeta called out, sounding somewhat uncertain.

"Little Be, this is Zarbon's twin brother, Mr. Zaron," King Vegeta explained from the side.

Hearing this, Vegeta let out a sigh of relief.

So it was Zarbon's twin brother; no wonder they looked exactly the same.

As long as it wasn't Zarbon reborn, that was all that mattered.

He hadn't expected Zarbon to have a twin brother; that was a detail never mentioned in the Dragon Ball world he was familiar with.

"Little Prince, don't let my brother's good looks fool you; he's actually quite ruthless. I hope he doesn't hurt you, otherwise, it would be difficult for me to answer to your father." Zaron looked at Vegeta with a grin. Though his words were polite, the sarcasm was unmistakable to anyone listening.

King Vegeta clenched his fists upon hearing this, but he dared not speak his anger aloud.

Zaron, Zarbon's brother, possessed a combat power as high as fifty thousand; he was not someone he could afford to provoke.

"Right, it seems you two haven't seen each other in a long time, so I won't disturb you." Zaron laughed heartily, then his face turned cold. "King Vegeta, the full-moon banquet for Lord Gardo is still waiting for your attendance. I hope you won't disappoint me."

"I understand," King Vegeta said in a deep voice.

"Hahahaha, I'll be back in three days!" Zaron let out a harsh, piercing laugh, then turned and left the palace without looking back.