So, I Really Am Your Son... (2)

"The one who personally sealed you inside the cryogenic chamber was your mother, Bulma!"

"Future" Nicholas's words were like a thunderbolt exploding beneath a clear sky, crashing through the hearts of both Kashius and Buds with a deafening crackle.

It was not only Kashius and Buds who were shocked. Nicholas from the past was equally stunned by this earth-shattering revelation.

"So Buds is Bulma's son. No wonder, no wonder the kid's surname is Bud!" Past Nicholas murmured, his voice tinged with faint astonishment.

Yet at this moment, no one present responded. Buds and Kashius had been frightened speechless, while Bulma stood there blankly with her lips pressed together, utterly at a loss.

As for "future" Nicholas, he stood with his arms folded, a smile curling at his lips as he watched the drama about to unfold with great interest.

Though the mission to kill Kashius and Buds was important, "future" Nicholas was not so stingy as to deny himself the time for such a show.

After all, a scene like this was rare indeed.

For a thousand years, ten thousand years—no, ever since his birth until now—Nicholas had never been this thoroughly entertained.

His eyes brimmed with amusement as he took in the differing expressions of Kashius and the other two, quietly muttering to himself.

"The show is about to begin..."

As the raging currents of fierce wind surged, the air accelerated and spilled out icy gusts that howled mercilessly, whipping up everyone's robes.

Bulma stood amid the currents, her frail body swaying irregularly. The violent wind brutally stung her fair skin, leaving it burning hot.

She turned to look at Buds behind her, whose expression was twisted with rage. Her lips tightened, and the light in her beautiful eyes dimmed slightly. Her slender, flawless fingers clenched and loosened,