"Of course!"
Broly clenched his fists, excitement blazing in his eyes.
"When I watched you fighting the other God of Destruction candidates before, Big Brother Gran, I almost couldn't stop myself from jumping into the battle too!"
Gran: "..."
Looks like every Saiyan was born with a love for fighting.
"Let's go."
"Huh? Go where?"
Broly looked confused.
With a teasing smile, Gran replied,
"To the Galactic Patrol Headquarters first."
"What?!"
Broly's eyes widened instantly.
"What? Didn't you say you wanted to participate in the Universal Martial Arts Tournament? If we want people to join, we first need to spread news of the tournament throughout the universe. The Galactic Patrol just happens to be capable of doing that."
"But..."
Broly hesitated.
"I know what you're thinking."
Gran naturally understood the conflict in Broly's heart.
Many years ago, Gran had ordered Paragus to gather the scattered Saiyans and bring them under the Galactic Patrol's banner.
The purpose was simple: to assist the Supreme Kai in managing Universe 7.
Back on Planet Vampa, however, Paragus had always intended to use Broly for his own ambitions.
After following Gran, Broly's worldview had changed dramatically, and he eventually came to understand his father's true motives.
That was why he hadn't gone to see Paragus in all these years.
"If you really don't care about Paragus, then just kill him."
Gran said it lightly, almost jokingly.
"No!"
Broly answered immediately.
Gran smiled.
"Then there you have it. Since you don't want to kill him, give him another chance. Didn't he already apologize to you back then?"
Before Broly could respond, Gran patted him on the shoulder again.
"Come on. It's been a long time since you've seen your father. Go meet him."
"Okay."
Broly finally nodded.
A trace of anticipation could be seen in his eyes.
Seeing that, Gran could only sigh helplessly.
Having to mediate his little brother's family relationship personally—he really had it rough.
"Let's go."
Whoosh!
Gran and Broly vanished from the starry sky.
Galactic Patrol Headquarters
Gran and Broly arrived at the Galactic Patrol Headquarters.
The station itself was as large as a planet. Countless spacecraft entered and exited its docks, making the entire place look incredibly busy.
"Broly, do you remember the last time we came here?"
Gran asked while standing near the entrance.
Broly counted on his fingers before looking up.
"I think it was twelve years ago."
"Twelve years already?"
Gran couldn't help sighing.
Without realizing it, he had already spent so long in the Dragon Ball world.
"Let's head inside."
"Yes."
The two walked through the entrance while observing their surroundings.
Twelve years had brought many changes to the Galactic Patrol Headquarters.
The atmosphere had become even more futuristic. Advanced technology could be seen everywhere, much of it impossible to understand at a glance.
"Hm?"
Gran suddenly noticed a group approaching from ahead.
Every one of them had a tail wrapped around their waist.
The leader was a flat-haired Saiyan with a muscular physique.
"Big Brother Gran, these Saiyans have become much stronger compared to twelve years ago."
Broly sounded surprised.
"They certainly have."
Although the Saiyans concealed their power well, Gran could see through them at a glance.
The leading Saiyan possessed roughly 700,000 battle power.
The others behind him were generally around 400,000.
In the wider universe, that level of strength was enough to dominate an entire region.
Of course, Gran knew the reason behind it.
His original intention in bringing the Saiyans into the Galactic Patrol was to let them benefit from Merus's guidance.
Back then, Gran had met Merus, who promised to help train Paragus and the others.
That was undoubtedly why the Saiyans had become so powerful.
"Big Brother Gran, don't you think that flat-haired Saiyan looks familiar?"
Broly pointed at the man leading the group.
"Does he?"
Gran frowned.
Shaking his head, he said,
"I don't really remember minor characters like that. Who is he?"
"I think he's the Saiyan who insulted my father back then."
Broly snorted coldly.
"That guy?"
Gran finally recalled the incident.
When they first arrived at the Galactic Patrol Headquarters, there had indeed been a Saiyan openly insulting Paragus.
"But I remember he only had around a thousand battle power back then. He's become this strong already?"
Gran was genuinely surprised.
At that moment, Broly started walking toward the flat-haired Saiyan.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the flat-haired Saiyan, Haren, was preparing to leave the headquarters with his subordinates.
Suddenly, a towering figure blocked their path.
"Who are you? How dare you stand in our way?!"
The Saiyans behind Haren immediately shouted.
Haren himself was equally puzzled by the stranger's sudden appearance.
He examined the muscular man carefully.
The face seemed strangely familiar, as though he had seen it somewhere before.
Then suddenly...
His gaze landed on the tail wrapped around the man's waist.
His eyes widened.
"You... you're a Saiyan too?!"
The moment those words left his mouth, the Saiyans behind him also noticed Broly's tail.
All of them stared in shock.
They had never seen this Saiyan before.
Could he be another Saiyan who had been gathered and brought back?
"Where is my father?"
Broly asked directly.
"Your father?"
Haren looked completely confused.
The man had appeared out of nowhere and immediately asked about his father.
How was he supposed to know?
Wait...
Looking at Broly's hairstyle and the distinctive scar on his face, something clicked in Haren's mind.
His entire body froze.
"Y-You... You are Lord Broly!"
Lord Broly?
The Saiyans behind him looked bewildered.
Then they suddenly remembered several names Paragus had repeatedly mentioned.
If they ever encountered those individuals, they were to show the utmost respect.
And Broly was one of those names.
"Greetings, Lord Broly!"
The entire group immediately bowed.
The Saiyan race had always respected strength above all else.
The strong earned respect.
The weak did not.
They already knew of Broly's terrifying power from Paragus, so bowing to him felt perfectly natural.
Broly: "..."
For the first time, he understood how Gran felt on a daily basis.
Being called "Lord" by others was surprisingly satisfying.
"Where is my father?"
Broly asked Haren again.
Seeing that Broly had no intention of pursuing the old incident where he insulted Paragus, Haren breathed a sigh of relief.
He hurriedly replied,
"Lord Broly, we just received orders from Lord Paragus. He said he has located Vegeta and wants us to accompany him to capture him!"
END OF CHAPTER
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