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!
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Close body King of Soldiers

The backyard of Colby's villa was filled with all kinds of flowers, like being in a painting of a hundred blossoms. It was obvious that this second-generation rich kid, Colby, indeed had a fondness for flowers.


"With all these flowers, which one is the Beauty Grass?" Yetta Astir was utterly dazzled and couldn't help but ask Basil Jaak.


"Its leaves and flowers are beautiful, like a young maiden in a green pleated skirt dancing on petals," Jaak begun to explain, carefully examining the flowers, "Beauty Grass is extremely poisonous, so make sure you don't get too close to it when searching, or it could harm your health."


"Got it." Yetta Astir responded, then began looking in the opposite direction of Jaak.


The two searched meticulously around the crescent-shaped flower bed, not catching a trace of Beauty Grass anywhere.


"Jaak, did you make a mistake? Maybe he wasn't poisoned by Beauty Grass?" Yetta Astir questioned.


Chapter 142: Teach Me_1