Meanwhile, on the other side of the planet.
Cui, the purple-skinned alien with catfish whiskers, was respectfully describing to Frieza, seated upon his throne, the hardships he had endured while destroying the powerful civilization on this planet.
One of his subordinates came running over in a panic.
"Bad news, Captain! Young Masters Qiu Ba and Qiu La have been killed!"
"What? How could this happen?!"
Cui had been about to berate his subordinate for interrupting while he was taking credit before Frieza, but the moment he heard that his two sons had been killed, he flew into a rage.
"Cui, it seems this planet wasn't as thoroughly cleaned up as you claimed."
Frieza, seated on a throne floating in midair, tilted his head and looked at Cui with a somewhat dangerous gaze.
Cold sweat immediately poured down Cui's face. Deceiving Lord Frieza was a capital offense.
"Lord Frieza, I truly did kill everyone on this planet. There must have been some mistake."
He hurriedly explained, then turned to the messenger.
"Speak! What exactly happened?"
"It was like this. A Namekian spacecraft passed by our fleet just now, and the two young masters took men to pursue it.
Then, that Namekian spacecraft landed in the southern part of the planet, and the young masters' ships were destroyed."
The alien who had come to report, who looked like a scientist, explained while trembling.
"A Namekian spacecraft? Zarbon, wasn't the Namekians' race wiped out long ago?"
Frieza tapped his tail against the ground, an interested look appearing on his face.
The handsome alien beside him with long green hair respectfully replied, "Lord Frieza, according to the records, Namek's climate changed abnormally over three hundred years ago, and all the Namekians died in that disaster. It's a worthless garbage planet with no value at