Lord Beerus pondered for a moment, his emotionless eyes fixed on Frieza for a long time. A storm-like pressure bore down on Frieza, leaving him drenched in sweat before Beerus finally withdrew his aura. "Very good. Work properly under me from now on, and I will not make things difficult for you."
"But if you obey me in public while plotting behind my back, do not blame me for destroying you."
Frieza bent at the waist in a polite bow and chuckled awkwardly. "Ho ho ho, rest assured, Lord Beerus. I will not overstep my bounds."
Before a powerful deity like Lord Beerus, even Frieza had to avoid provoking him and act with caution.
Beerus nodded faintly. "Mm."
"Before long, Lord Zeno will hold a martial arts tournament. Perform well for me."
"Please rest assured, Lord Beerus."
"Have a spar with Vegeta. Let me see your strength."
"Vegeta..." Frieza repeated Vegeta's name, recalling the Vegeta he had encountered in another world. A look of disdain immediately crept onto his face.
"That brat is absolutely no match for me."
Seeing Frieza's disdainful expression, Beerus narrowed his eyes. "Heh heh, you will only know after you have fought."
Beerus then beckoned toward Vegeta. Before long, Vegeta flew over in a streak of light. When he saw Frieza, Vegeta looked somewhat surprised. He had never met Frieza before, but the other man's appearance reminded him of Horey, a member of Frieza's race who had invaded Earth in the past.
Shasri had been killed by Horey back then, which was why Vegeta had ultimately remained on Earth.
"Lord Beerus, what did you need me for?" Vegeta asked calmly.
"His name is Frieza. Spar with him."
"Yes."
Vegeta accepted the order and turned his gaze toward Frieza. This short, white-skinned fellow was not very tall,