"Resolved?" Champa blinked in surprise.
Champa was unaware of the matters between Vegeta and Quitela.
While Champa was sometimes a gossip, he couldn't possibly keep tabs on every other universe all the time.
"Bardock, let's drink," Vegeta said no more and proposed another toast to Bardock.
"Hello Bardock, thank you for attending my wedding," Bulma toasted along with Vegeta.
"You two don't need to be so polite. From now on, you'll address each other as sisters," Vegeta advised.
Bulma: "..."
Bardock: "..."
"Alright... Since today is your wedding day, I'll refrain from speaking," Bardock sighed.
Bulma thought it over carefully and decided to endure it.
Today is my wedding day, I won't get angry.
I know Vegeta is marrying several women.
But only I am the true queen.
There is only one queen, and that is me.
Even though this blue Smurf is a god, I am the one in charge of the harem.
Bulma suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.
"Oh, Bardock, I remember someone saying that once I grew up, she would become my wife. Was that you?" Vegeta chuckled.
Bardock: "..."
"Lord Champa, what do you say?" Vegeta turned to Champa again.
"The weather is really nice today. I didn't expect you to make this planet so comfortable," Champa hurriedly changed the subject.
"Forget it, today is not an auspicious day for taking concubines," Vegeta didn't dwell on the matter.
If I were to marry Bardock, I would have to defeat Grand Zeno.
Not defeat Grand Zeno, but obtain Grand Zeno's consent.
But he might not agree.
So I'll have to beat him until he agrees.
This task is definitely hell-level.
My future is long and arduous.
Bulma simply remained silent.
Bardock also remained silent, pretending not to hear.
However, Bardock was secretly astonished.
The little brat of the past had finally grown up today.
But the bride wasn't me...
How dare you invite me to the feast?
"Congratulations, congratulations," Fuwa, the God of Destruction of Universe 6, raised his glass to toast.
"Thank you," Vegeta politely returned the toast.
"You're welcome, it's my duty," Fuwa laughed heartily, wrinkles forming on his chubby face.
"When I take Bardock as my consort, you'll have to drink a few more glasses," Vegeta said.
Fuwa: "..."
"Cough cough... Absolutely, absolutely," Fuwa wiped his sweat.
You really dare to say anything.
You actually want Bardock as a concubine?
Do you know her true identity?
You should know, as a God of Destruction, you can't possibly not know these things.
Not all Gods of Destruction are as foolish as the God of Destruction of Universe 7.
After the Universe 6 group finished toasting, Vegeta went to toast the Universe 2 group.
"Sister-in-law, have a drink, have a drink," Vegeta raised his glass to Helles.
"Congratulations," Helles nodded simply.
Angel Vados was startled.
Why did Vegeta call our universe's God of Destruction 'sister-in-law'?
"Vegeta!" Rumsshi's ears perked up, and he glared at Vegeta.
You called her sister-in-law again!
Kid, just you wait. If you dare to do anything to your sister-in-law, I'll...
Damn it!
I don't think I can beat him anymore.
Rumsshi felt a bit of sadness.
However, this time Vegeta was truly respectful towards Helles, treating her as his actual sister-in-law.
Helles was very pleased with Vegeta's attitude towards her.
"Congratulations, Lord Vegeta," God of Destruction Pell also had a drink with Vegeta.
"Thank you," Vegeta said gratefully.
Then, Vegeta went to the Universe 3 group.
The God of Destruction of Universe 3 was a large robot named Mosco.
However, the person controlling him was named Muru.
Muru was a short, red-skinned individual with two black horns on his head.
At this moment, Muru had put the robot aside and was feasting heartily.
"I didn't expect the cuisine of Universe 10 to become so outstanding. I haven't tasted such good food in a long time," Muru sighed with emotion.
"Oh my, the groom is here to toast," Angel Kampley said with a smile.
"Congratulations, congratulations," God of Destruction Eyer stood to greet him.
"You've done well, God of Destruction, to make this planet so unique," Muru smiled and raised his glass. "You're much more adaptable than the previous God of Destruction named Guavas."
"Thank you for coming," Vegeta said gratefully.
"Lord Vegeta, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Eyer, the God of Destruction of Universe 3. Please take care of me," God of Destruction Eyer bowed.
"You're too kind. Our two universes are mirror universes. I hope we can have more exchanges in our work in the future," Vegeta smiled.
"Yes, that's what I think too," Eyer nodded. "Since coming to your Universe 10, I've found that your universe has developed remarkably. I'll have to learn from you when I have time."
"Lord Eyer is too polite," Vegeta responded courteously.
Just as Vegeta was toasting the Universe 3 group.
At the table for Universe 9.
Sidra, the God of Destruction of Universe 9, was a bit displeased.
Why was I the last one to be toasted?
You should feel honored that I, Sidra, have come to attend your wedding banquet.
And you're only coming to our table last.
Moreover, as Sidra was drinking, he suddenly realized the wine was gone.
The wine had been finished.
There was also no one to refill his drink.
"Hey, where's the wine? Is there any more wine?" Sidra shouted loudly.
Vegeta glanced in Sidra's direction.
What is this guy yelling about?
However, after hearing Sidra's words, Vegeta knew there was no more wine.
Klin and Yamcha were in charge of the drinks today. Klin and Yamcha had volunteered.
Originally, Vegeta planned to simply find a Saiyan to be responsible for this matter.
But Klin and Yamcha said that since it was Vegeta's wedding day, it would be better for them to handle the drinks, as they were more familiar with the process.
And they guaranteed they could do a good job.
Vegeta didn't object. These were minor matters; it didn't matter who did them.
It's worth mentioning that Yamcha was working hard to repair his relationship with Vegeta.
After many years of effort, Yamcha had gained Vegeta's approval.
Vegeta heard Sidra's words and looked in the direction of Klin and Yamcha.
"Ah... That table is out of wine. I'll go and take these two bottles to them," Klin said, already picking up two bottles of Maotai. "He can really drink."