Oh dear.
Seeing that Son Goku had not even shaken hands with Zeno, Lin Chen could not help feeling a little guilty.
After all, he was entirely responsible for the cold reception Son Goku had received.
In the original story, Son Goku had made a deep impression on Zeno at their first meeting and even become his friend. Aside from his protagonist's halo, Lin Chen felt that this was probably largely due to Son Goku's performance in the tournament.
Although Zeno stood at the pinnacle of all twelve universes, he was essentially no different from a child.
Only people who interested him could earn equal treatment from him.
Now, because Broly had defeated all five opponents alone, Son Goku had lost his chance to perform as he had in the original story and could not leave a deep impression on Zeno.
Naturally, that also meant he could no longer form the special friendship with Zeno that he had in the original story.
"All right, I'll head back now. See you all at the next tournament."
"Beerus and Champa, remember, Gods of Destruction aren't allowed to fight each other!"
"Rest assured, Lord Zeno. We certainly won't fight."
Seeing that Zeno was finally leaving, Beerus hurried to assure him.
If Zeno stayed any longer, his heart would not be able to take the strain.
"Mm, goodbye, then."
Zeno nodded and took his two guards by the hand.
With a dazzling, crystalline flash, Zeno and his two guards vanished.
With Zeno gone, the atmosphere immediately relaxed. Beerus, the God of Destruction, looked as though he was drenched from head to toe. He let out a long breath, his limbs going weak.
Champa also stuck out his tongue and plopped down on the ground.
Seeing the two Gods of Destruction look as though they