Majin Buu grinned as he shuffled over, his round little eyes rolling about before immediately settling on Champa and Vados.
Unable to hide his anticipation, he asked, "Will there be anything tasty at the tournament? Can we have a big feast after we're done fighting?"
Chen Feng looked at Buu, a complicated glint flashing through his eyes like a shooting star across the night sky.
This guy... he looked like a silly pink creature, yet in the story, he had once plunged the universe into darkness and destruction.
In the end, Son Goku had only managed to defeat him with a Spirit Bomb. Buu had gradually shed his malice as well, eventually becoming Earth's protector.
And now, fate had brought them together here. It was impossible to say whether it was coincidence or inevitability.
"Hello, Buu," Chen Feng said, his voice as steady as ever.
Hearing him, Buu tilted his head toward him, and the pink antenna on his head swayed along with the motion.
He stared at Chen Feng for several seconds, then suddenly broke into a wide grin. His childlike expression was unsettling. "Your ki... is really amazing! Warm and bright, even stronger than Son Goku's! Fun!"
A faint smile touched Chen Feng's lips. His eyes remained gentle as he nodded lightly. "Thank you for the recognition."
Vegeta's brows were nearly twisted into knots. He crossed his arms over his chest, his fingers unconsciously tapping against his elbow.
The training ground's lights fell across his tense profile, casting half his face in shadow.
Buu was still tilting his head nearby, looking foolish enough, yet his eyes gleamed with a frightening brightness, as though he could see through everything at a glance.
His words had dropped a stone into Vegeta's heart, sending ripples of doubt spreading outward.
"Chen Feng,"