chapter 13 Which one is... Brother Kosmos?

"Castor, Castor..."
In a daze, Castor heard someone calling him and shaking him.
The voice was very familiar, it was Layla.
"Did I actually fall asleep like this?"
Castor woke up hazily, rubbed his eyes, and thought to himself that his soul was so severely injured that he was always sleepy.
If this had happened in the Mini Heavenly Realm, sleeping outdoors without setting up a formation, he would probably have been dead.
"Castor, why are you sleeping here?"
A face as beautiful as a water lily, pure and delicate, came into Castor's view with concern.
Layla, with her graceful figure, stood under the sunset, looking unbelievably beautiful.
"It's nothing, I just fell asleep by accident."
Castor waved his hand and stood up, stretching his body, "Let's go to your house for dinner, I'm hungry."
"Sure!"
Layla 's eyes lit up with joy, her beautiful eyes curved into crescents, and she followed Castor out of the campus.
Coincidentally, the Rolls-Royce of the Hill family also drove out of the gate.
Follia spotted Castor and was surprised, she nudged Delyna.
"Delyna, look, it's Brother Armstrong. He's with a very pretty girl!"
"Brother Armstrong isn't starting a romance on the first day of school, is he?"
Delyna instinctively looked over and saw Castor chatting and laughing with a pure and lovely girl.
"Pfft!"
Delyna felt annoyed for no reason and said, "Follia, can you not be so dramatic when you see that guy? He's not some big shot. Is he worth that reaction?"
"Oh, okay..."
Follia stuck out her tongue.
Outside the campus, on the food street.
Layla was chatting with Castor when she suddenly heard her mother, Emily's crying and the sneers of several thugs in her family's grill shop.
"Mom!" Layla hurriedly pushed through the crowd and ran inside.
"Is it those thugs again?" Castor's expression also darkened.
Inside Kelly's Grill.
The thugs led by Archer had wrecked the shop.
Shop owner Emily sat on the ground crying, helpless.
"Stupid woman, I'm telling you, Nox has been wasted by our Brother Kosmos and will never come to help you again!"
"Four thousand dollars for our protection, if you can't pay next month, you're dead!"
"Let's go!"
Archer, still with his cockfighting eyes, led the thugs, all with skewed mouths and eyes.
The onlookers outside the shop were both scared and puzzled, thinking the thugs had quite unique looks.
"Mom! Mom, are you okay!"
Layla ran in crying, furiously pouncing into Archer's arms, pounding him wildly, "You villain! Die!!"
"Little brat, you’re asking for it..."
Just as Archer was about to slap Layla, he saw Castor entering and stepped back in shock, "You! You?"
"I have already told you guys, why don't you learn."
Castor casually walked in, hands in his pockets.
"Brother Archer! What's going on? Wasn't this kid hospitalized by Rigel?" a thug asked.
"You ask me, who the heck am I supposed to ask!" Archer's face turned pale, and with a forced smile, he said, "Heh, Brother Nox! Misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"
"Misunderstand my foot!"
Castor kicked him, sending Archer flying from the front to the back of the kitchen. With several loud crashes, Archer lay motionless.
"Wow!"
The onlookers and the thugs were stunned.
Kicking someone ten meters away - was this Wong Fei Hung reincarnated? The legendary Foshan Shadowless Kick?
They didn't know that Castor had tried his best to restrain his strength, otherwise, the kick of a Rebirth stage cultivator could evaporate an entire street.
"It seems that today I have to solve this matter once and for all."
Castor looked at the thugs who were already kneeling on the ground and said indifferently.
Half an hour later.
At the Diamond Hall, the largest nightclub in West City District.
Castor dragged a bloodied Archer inside.
As for the remaining thugs, Castor made them each write a 30,000-word reflection with no typos, failure to do so meant death.
This was a mental torture for thugs who hadn't even graduated from middle school.
"Alright, now I, Rigel, dedicate this song to my boss, Brother Kosmos, 'My Good Brother'!"
Inside an imperial VIP room, Rigel was screaming into the microphone.
Suddenly—
"Bam!!"
The door to the room was kicked open.
Alan, Rigel, Liora, and others were dumbstruck, seeing Archer and Castor at the door.
"Is that... Brother Kosmos?"
Castor tossed Archer aside and scanned the room.
"I'm the one, what do you want?"
Rigel boasted into the microphone.
"You're Brother Kosmos? Good."
Without any nonsense, Castor flashed over to Rigel and started slapping him across the face.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Each slap sounded like firecrackers.
Castor was too fast. By the time the real Brother Kosmos and Liora reacted, Rigel's face was swollen like a pig's, bleeding profusely, and his teeth knocked out.
"Damn it! Kill him!"
"Attack!"
Alan roared, and about a dozen thugs from the room, with more rushing in, charged at Castor.
In less than a minute, there was no place to step in the room, it was filled with bodies.
Tables were smashed, and glass shards littered the floor.
The gang members were either with broken arms or legs, or unconscious or in shock, creating a horrifying and brutal scene.
"Who... who are you..."
Alan Kosmos sat on the sofa, shocked, looking at Castor.
"Didn't you want to find me?"
Castor had already figured out that this man was the real Brother Kosmos.
"You're Nox!"
Alan's eyes bulged out, "No, that’s not what you’re called. Rigel was deceived by you. Who are you!!"
"Smart of you."
After saying this, Castor disappeared and reappeared sitting next to Alan.
The room's dim lights made his figure seem ghostly, invisible to the naked eye.
"Such speed!"
Liora, cowering in a corner, had her pupils dilate rapidly.
Alan was also petrified, screaming to escape, but Castor held him down firmly.
"I'm not someone small fries like you need to know."
Castor threatened, "All you need to know is that I often eat at Kelly's Grill. If you send those little twerps to bother me again, I'll burst your heads, got it?"
"Speak up! Did you hear me or not?!"
Impatient with his slow reaction, Castor slapped him thrice, causing Alan to bleed profusely and scream in pain on the sofa.
"I heard you, I heard you!!!"
Alan yelled like a slaughtered pig, nodding non-stop.
"I'm a bit tight on cash recently, bring me another thirty thousand dollars."
Castor grabbed his collar, threatening fiercely.