At that moment, Frieza froze as though struck by lightning, his face filled with panic and disbelief.
"L-Lord Beerus? You lost to Lin Chen? How is that possible?"
Beerus turned his head away, unwilling to explain that humiliating memory again.
So Whis smiled and answered for him. "It's true, Mr. Frieza. Lord Beerus lost to Lin Chen in a one-on-one fight."
Frieza was utterly stunned.
Thirty-odd years had passed in the blink of an eye, and he wasn't the only one who had grown stronger. Lin Chen had risen to heights he could barely hope to reach!
He slowly turned his head and saw the gentle smile on Lin Chen's face.
Frieza swallowed, suddenly feeling a little relieved.
Thank goodness he hadn't attacked Lin Chen earlier. Otherwise, he wouldn't even have known how he died.
Though he had become tens of millions of times stronger than before, Frieza knew perfectly well that there was still an enormous gap between him and Beerus, the God of Destruction.
If he couldn't even match Beerus, then Lin Chen was even further beyond him.
At that thought, the expression on Frieza's face began to change rapidly.
His arrogant gaze turned reverent. He bowed to Lin Chen and smiled. "L-Lord Lin Chen, I'm sure there must be some misunderstanding!"
Lin Chen chuckled. "A misunderstanding? Mr. Frieza, I heard you killed my Shenron?"
"I-it was an accident!" Frieza hurriedly waved his hands. "Mr. Lin Chen! It was an accidental killing. We were only sparring, and I carelessly used a little too much force..."
When Lin Chen remained silent, Frieza swallowed hard and suddenly added, "Oh, right! I haven't congratulated you yet, Mr. Lin Chen. The Galaxy Alliance you founded is truly magnificent! Its radiance will surely illuminate the entire universe! On behalf of the former Frieza