The breeze howled, and the sky was azure blue.
On the ground were the eager citizens, in the sky were the densely packed landing ships.
Ying Yue and Frieza faced off from a distance, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for years.
"What did you do to Fransat?"
"Killed him, killed him 4 years ago!"
Ying Yue's face was calm as he spoke indifferently.
Frieza's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold gleam flashed in his pupils, and an overwhelming killing intent spread uncontrollably as the temperature thousands of miles around suddenly plummeted!
"Our Frozen Demon lineage is naturally rare in offspring, Fransat was my only son, and I exhausted my efforts to nurture him!"
Frieza spoke gently, as if talking to himself, or whispering softly: "And yet, you killed him. Tell me, how should I deal with you?"
"The winner is king, the loser is an outlaw. Fransat's strength was inferior, killed means killed, what can you do about it?!"
