chapter 14 Cut off the bud of love as soon as possible

"Quick! Liora, transfer it to him!"
Alan knew this person was not easy to mess with, so he had to comply for the time being. After all, a wise man knows when to retreat.
"Big... Big brother, what's your bank account number? I'll transfer it to you right now."
Liora shakily got up from the corner and pulled out her phone.
"Think I'm stupid? Cash!" Castor glanced at her.
Transferring money would leave a trail, and Alan could sue him for fraud.
He didn't want any trouble, as spells that cause amnesia, consume spiritual energy when used.
Soon, a few underlings brought thirty thousand dollars in cash, which Castor pocketed and left.
"Remember, messing with Kelly's Grill is like making me lose my job. Be careful, or I'll smash your head!"
"Don't think I'm joking."
After giving a few more instructions, Castor finally left.
Alan obviously didn't take this threat seriously.
If every time he said, "Be careful, or I'll kill you," meant he had to kill someone, then there would already be mountains of corpses and rivers of blood at his feet.
"Castor... that little rascal... No one has ever dared to rob me! Just you wait, you're dead meat!!"
Alan roared loudly in the private room.
However, Liora cautiously said, "Brother Kosmos, it seems like Castor is a martial artist. We can't afford to mess with him."
Pow!
Alan slapped Liora across the face, sending her staggering, nearly falling to the ground.
"What can't we mess with? It's just some martial arts. If I had practiced my 'Kosmos Iron Palm' from a young age, I could have beaten the crap out of him just now!"
Alan raised his hand and roared angrily.
Sitting back on the sofa, he seemed to think of a plan, and chuckled sinisterly, "If we can't beat him openly, we can always resort to sneaky methods..."
He didn't notice that Liora, lying on the ground, also had a hint of malice in her eyes.
Back at Kelly's Grill.
A few hooligans had already cleaned up the place.
Castor took out fifteen thousand dollars and handed it to Emily.
"Castor, what is this..."
Seeing such a thick stack of money, Emily dared not accept it, "Where did you get so much money?"
"I just went to talk sense into Brother Kosmos. He agreed to compensate you and won't come to collect protection fees anymore," Castor fibbed.
"Really?!" Layla's eyes shone brightly.
"This..." Emily was skeptical.
"Take it, use it to renovate the place."
Castor stuffed the money into her hands and then rubbed his stomach, "I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I'll go make something for you right now."
Emily turned and walked to the kitchen, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.
Castor sighed inwardly and chose a place to sit.
Layla sat opposite him, her expressive eyes slightly moist, "Castor, will Brother Kosmos and his people really not bother my mom and I anymore?"
"Should be." Castor wasn't sure himself.
"How did you do it?"
Layla asked curiously, "You didn't knock them all down, did you?"
"Of course not, there were dozens of them."
Castor casually said, "I just persuaded them with virtue, talked some sense into them."
"Wow, Castor, you're so amazing. Not only can you fight, but you're also eloquent!"
Layla looked at him admiringly, her cheeks flushed, "I don't even know how to thank you..."
"Just don't bother me."
Castor's blunt comment caught Layla off guard, leaving her feeling hurt and confused.
In school, boys asked for her WeChat every day. Why was she so disliked by Castor?
Castor had no intention of apologizing for what he had just said.
As an ancient being who had lived for over two thousand years, he saw a hint of admiration in Layla's eyes. If this continued, she would inevitably fall in love with him.
Emotions are the greatest hindrance on the path of cultivation.
It's better to nip any budding feelings of love in the bud.
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Official classes started, and the schedule for Clinical Class 2 was packed. However, Castor didn't attend a single class. He was either sleeping on the desk or reading novels.
His classmates shook their heads upon seeing him.
Studying medicine is not like other majors, you can't just muddle through. The coursework is even more demanding than in senior high school. Someone like Castor, who doesn't attend lectures or memorize textbooks, is basically considered a failure.
"Castor, aren't you afraid of failing everything at the end of the term?"
After a physiology class, Fatty Scott, seeing Castor putting away his phone and preparing to go to the cafeteria, couldn't help but ask.
"Studying medicine is too tough. We have to take ten exams at the end of the term. I'm already regretting it."
Altair, holding a stack of books, said with a gloomy face.
"Isn't studying medicine just about memorizing? Just cram at the end of the term."
Castor seemed very relaxed and left the classroom.
Orion, looking at him, sneered, "With so many books, let's see how you cram for the exams. Just wait to fail, silly boy!"
Ordinary people can never imagine how terrifying the memory of a cultivator in the Rebirth stage can be.
These students couldn't imagine that Castor was actually a divine doctor with peerless medical skills. He didn't have any respect for Western medicine, which only held a history of two hundred years.
The Mini Heavenly Realm has a history of tens of thousands of years.
Going to the cafeteria for lunch and queuing up, Castor suddenly felt a fierce gaze behind him.
Turning around, he saw Delyna.
"Castor, you jerk..."
Delyna was furious at the sight of Castor.
During the seven-day military training, this guy spent every day under the shade of a tree on the basketball court, eating ice cream and playing with his phone, definitely was making her insatiate!
"Hi, Brother Armstrong!"
Follia, standing behind Delyna, greeted him.
Immediately, many male students' gazes fell on Castor in surprise.
Castor also nodded to Follia.
Suddenly, a series of screams from girls erupted from the queue in the cafeteria.
Looking in the direction of the noise, Castor saw a tall and handsome young man with a basketball, walking towards the queue.
"That's Ryder Fisher from the third year, as handsome as the rumours say."
"Ryder used to be in the school's track and field team, and had later went to the province for training. I heard his family is very wealthy."
"I really love such a bright and handsome guy."
"Look! He's walking towards Delyna!"
The girls in front of Castor were chattering non-stop.
Ryder, accompanied by a few friends, lined up directly behind Delyna and Follia.
"Junior, you must be Delyna, right? You're quite famous."
Encouraged by his friends, Ryder smiled and greeted Delyna.
As the daughter of the Hill Group, Delyna didn't care for Ryder Fisher. She liked mature and stable men.
But noticing that Castor was also looking, she decided to play a trick and gave Ryder a radiant smile, "Hello, senior, I'm Delyna. Nice to meet you~"
"Nice to meet you too, junior. What would you like to eat? It's my treat!"
Delyna was so beautiful.
Her delicate features, fair skin, long and straight legs, and the aura of a wealthy heiress made Ryder, who prided himself on being experienced in love, feel flattered.
"How could I let my senior spend money on me?" Delyna smiled sweetly.
"It's no problem at all!" Ryder scratched his head.
Watching the two chatting happily, Follia was puzzled. Wasn't Delyna into domineering CEOs and super big bosses? Why was she so enthusiastic about a sports student?
"Could it be... she's trying to make Brother Armstrong jealous?"
Follia realized that Delyna occasionally glanced at Castor and instantly understood everything, secretly smiling.
Delyna is really so childish.