"How do I look in this outfit? Pretty handsome, right?"
Just then, Turtle Hermit pushed the door open and walked out in a black suit, cane in one hand and hat in the other. He immediately spun around twice before placing the hat on his head.
"I think this outfit looks the best."
A slender blue-haired woman followed Turtle Hermit out and praised him gently.
"You lecherous old man, you're already so old, so what are you trying to look handsome for? Stop thinking about such pointless things and hurry up! We need to catch the plane, or we won't make it in time!"
Seeing Turtle Hermit swaying his hips so showily, Bulma immediately grew irritated.
The World Martial Arts Tournament was being held much farther away than West City, and her aircraft could not fit so many people.
So they had to take a boat to a nearby airport first, then board a passenger plane. It would probably take at least five or six hours to reach their destination.
Of course, it was not as if they were truly that short on time. Bulma simply could not help remembering how Turtle Hermit had seen her naked on the beach back then whenever she saw the lecherous old man, and it made her furious.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I'm all packed up. Let's go now, let's—eh? You're Jerry!"
Turtle Hermit was a thick-skinned old hand and did not care about Bulma's attitude. However, when he saw Jerry standing beside her, he first looked puzzled before recognizing him at once.
Jerry's height had changed greatly, and his features had matured enough that ordinary people would have had trouble recognizing him. However, the faint trace of ki he had deliberately released would not change with age.
"Martial Heaven Teacher, you're