Rumshii was taken aback. He looked at the teacup floating before him, then at Soya. After a moment of hesitation, he took it into his hand.
Have a cup of tea first!
If it doesn't taste good, then he could give him a proper beating, let him know the might of a Destroyer God.
Rumshii raised the teacup and took a small sip. The tea slid down his throat.
As the tea entered his mouth, Rumshii immediately felt the refreshing sensation brought by its aroma. The rich flavor spread through his mouth, quite enjoyable. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Zamasu was also eager to get inside. He rushed forward quickly, only to slam headfirst into the protective barrier with a dull "thud". No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get in.
The protective barrier remained completely unmoved.
Zamasu instantly became furious and frantic. He punched and kicked at the barrier, but it was utterly useless. He could only watch helplessly as the three inside drank tea.
Immediately, Zamasu began refreshing Soya's negative emotional value again.
"This tea isn't bad." Rumshii praised repeatedly, taking another sip. A satisfied look appeared in his eyes.
"Yes, yes. This tea is harvested from that planet in Soya's new universe. Its name is Da Hong Pao. The taste is indeed very unique. This is also the first time I've had such good tea." Gowasu laughed heartily, a relaxed expression appearing on his face.
"Another cup." Rumshii suddenly became interested and handed his cup toward Soya.
Soya poured Rumshii another cup, his movements elegant.
The more Rumshii drank, the better he found it. Cup after cup, he quickly drank three cups.
Zamasu's face turned completely green, as if painted with a layer of green pigment.
No, Lord Rumshii...
Have you forgotten why you came?
Didn't you come here to beat up Soya?
How did you start drinking tea instead?
And one cup after another!
My planet has been dismantled!
"Negative emotional value from Zamasu +1100!"
Zamasu was so angry his face cycled through shades of green, red, black, and white, like a painter's palette. His body shook violently, as if having a fit. Veins bulged on his forehead.
"Tea drinking is one thing, but what exactly do you mean by coming to our Tenth Universe to cause destruction?" After finishing three cups of tea, Rumshii put down his cup. He suddenly glanced sideways at Soya and asked coldly, a trace of displeasure in his tone. A faint oppressive aura emanated from around him.
"Lord Rumshii, it's not what you think. There's a misunderstanding here." Gowasu quickly tried to mediate from the side, wanting to explain.
"You shut up! Let Soya speak!!" Rumshii shouted at Gowasu, his voice loud and carrying an unquestionable authority.
Gowasus still wanted to say more, but Soya smiled and waved at him, signaling him not to worry.
Gowasus took a deep breath and had no choice but to shut up. He sat to the side, hands clenched tightly, silently praying that Soya could handle this matter.
Since Soya is so confident, I suppose there shouldn't be any major problem.
"Lord Rumshii is a Destroyer God. The main work of a Destroyer God is to destroy planets, right?" Soya asked with a smile, his tone relaxed, not afraid of Rumshii's oppressive aura at all.
"That is indeed the case." Rumshii nodded, not knowing what medicine Soya was selling in his gourd.
"So the main reason I came here this time was actually to think about helping Lord Rumshii share some of the workload, to lighten your burden." Soya grinned and pointed at the chaotic, smoke-filled planet outside the protective barrier. "Lord Rumshii, please take a look. Is my destruction of the planet still considered qualified? Does it meet the standards of a Destroyer God?"
Rumshii: "..."
Rumshii's face darkened, as if stained with ink, and he glared at Soya.
Is that any way to destroy a planet?
"Not qualified!" Rumshii answered with a dark face, his tone resolute. "You probably don't know the specific work content of us Destroyer Gods, do you? We destroy planets selectively, with purpose, not dismantle homes! What you're doing is purely messing around!"
"Could Lord Rumshii demonstrate, please? Let me learn so I can better help you share the work in the future." Soya wore a humble expression, his attitude sincere. He personally handed Rumshii another cup of tea. "Please, Your Lordship, do not hesitate to instruct."
Rumshii: "..."
No... you're being so sensible, your attitude so good, I'm almost embarrassed to hit you!
How am I supposed to get angry now?
Rumshii took the teacup, feeling a bit conflicted inside.
"I don't want to get involved in any personal grudge between you and Zamasu." Rumshii said to Soya, narrowing his eyes, his tone softening a little. "However, I don't want you running wild in the Tenth Universe. This is not a place for you to act recklessly."
"That's right, that's right. Once I'm done dismantling this planet more or less, I'll leave. I absolutely won't cause any more trouble for the Tenth Universe." Soya nodded readily, his tone sincere.
In Soya's view, although Rumshii's words were blunt, he was already showing considerable face.
He wasn't like Quitela, who came all high and mighty and unreasonable right from the start.
So Soya was also showing him face.
If Rumshii were truly unreasonable, Soya would, of course, stand his ground.
At worst, they'd fight. Who's afraid of whom?
Rumshii: "..."
Once you're done dismantling this planet more or less, you'll leave?
You really know how to talk!
With the planet already dismantled to this state, is there even any need to continue dismantling it?
"Since that's the case, then so be it." Rumshii looked outside. That scene of devastation was already beyond salvaging. He suddenly felt this planet was no longer worth saving.
Even if he stopped it now, the planet was already in complete disarray. Restoring it would be too troublesome.
Might as well let him finish dismantling it, save the trouble of looking at it and feeling annoyed.
"Tea." Rumshii called to Soya, pushing the empty teacup forward. The lingering fragrance of Da Hong Pao still wafted around his nose.
"Alright." Soya happily poured tea for Rumshii. As the hot water poured into the cup, fine bubbles appeared, and the tea fragrance spread once again.
Zamasu outside was so angry he was practically overheating. The veins on his forehead looked like they were about to burst. His fists were clenched so tightly they creaked.
Rumshii, what do you mean?
Did you come here to drink tea?
You're not standing up for justice for me at all!
My planet is in ruins!
Another half hour or so passed.
Vegeta, Raditz, and Nappa had finally wrecked the planet beyond recognition. The original reddish-brown surface was now covered with bottomless crevasses, and even the air was thick with the smell of smoke.
The three hadn't felt this thrilled in a long time, all wearing expressions of exhilarating joy on their faces.
Being able to wantonly wreak havoc on this planet.
Just too damn satisfying!
"The job is done." Soya chuckled gleefully. He waved toward the outside of the protective barrier, signaling Raditz and the other two to come in and rest.
The three stepped toward the protective barrier, the soles of their shoes still carrying rubble from the planet.
Zamasu's eyes were practically dripping blood. His pupils burned with raging fury. He stared at Raditz and the other two with a murderous intent, as if he wanted to devour them alive.
The three kept their distance, not daring to get too close to Zamasu.
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