Waning Moon

Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. 
Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring.
Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one?
Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome!
...

Close body King of Soldiers

Upon hearing Ban's words, the room fell silent. Clearly, no one expected him to say such things, let alone dare to say them.


"Isn't this... slapping Director Jaak in the face?"


Seeing Basil Jaak squinting his eyes with a dangerous smile on his face, everyone present sympathetically shook their heads for Ban. Wasn't Ban planning to keep his job?


"Jaak, don't be angry. Ban just spoke without thinking. Actually, he is still very eager to participate in the skill test competition." An older security guard, Arno, hastily spoke in support of Ban, trying to defuse the situation.


"No, I really don't want to participate," Ban seemingly ungrateful, rudely interrupted Arno's words. At this point, no one was willing to support him.


Though Basil Jaak maintained his smile, the dangerous aura around him became heavier.


Chapter 61: Bet with You _1