Don't Mind It

Another time-space, Earth, West City.

Son Goku and Vegeta exchanged a glance, then both flew out, each holding something like a locator in his hand.

Aside from Beerus and Whis, who calmly kept eating despite everyone's astonishment, and Bulma, who stood with her arms crossed and an unhappy look on her face, only Gine and Supreme Kai Shin remained in the hall.

Watching Son Goku and Vegeta's retreating figures, Bulma gritted her teeth and glared furiously at Beerus. "So, the four Dragon Balls you worked so hard to collect were all requisitioned by that Grand Priest or whatever?"

Sitting nearby, Gine shook her head and said helplessly, "That's right. Though we're unwilling to accept it, this is a debt Kakarot brought upon us.

We have no reason to refuse the Grand Priest."

"Besides, it was Kakarot who asked Lord Zeno to hold the Tournament of Power for all universes in the first place."

"So, we have no reason to refuse when the Grand Priest took the four wish-granting orbs we collected." As he spoke, Beerus took a savage bite out of the drumstick in his hand.

Bulma clenched her delicate hands into fists, her body trembling. "But those are the Dragon Balls we spent an entire year gathering! They were just requisitioned by that guy called the Grand Priest. Don't you feel terrible about it?"

"Of course we're upset, but Bulma, do you know what kind of being the Grand Priest is?" Gine rose to her feet, her eyes fixed on Bulma.

Gine naturally understood the hardships of gathering the Dragon Balls. Kakarot had used the Dragon Balls a year ago, causing them to lose their power. If Gine wanted to find them, she could only rely on her unique tracking method instead of the Super Dragon Ball Radar Bulma