Zero_Things

Haru was the best mage in the Japanese army. Building up a amazing reputation before deciding to give up his life in the military and settle down.

 His plans were cut short as he found himself in the body of a baby.

 He taught himself magic again from scratch before finding himself in a dire situation whilst on his first school trip causing him to give up on magic and take on the art of Chinese cultivation. 

His master was a soul fragment of an ancient cultivator who placed his soul inside of a golden ring in the shape of a dragons body.

 What kind of mysteries did this ring hold?

 And who was this cultivator who saved Haru from the brink of death?

The Legendary F Rank

"This is Bo," Har said and then pointed toward the man holding the shotgun.

"He is one of your employees and you don't know his name?" Haru asked. Zen who seemed to be searching for words to make himself look a little better. He had too many employees. There was no way he could remember them all.

"Oh, I see you are on board with us Mr Bo, I will make sure I remember your name," Zen said when he noticed the gun in his hands.

"It's fine sir. You can just call me Bo." Bo said with a smile. Although it looked kind of strange on his face since when he spoke earlier he had a flat expression and spoke with a monotone voice.

Haru looked at him for a moment and then shook it off.

The Mighty Slap.