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

Known for his usually good manners, Pablo saw the long gash on his son's face and slammed his cell phone against the hospital bed's wall, scaring his entourage into holding their breaths.


Turning to look at his bedridden son, Joyce, Pablo's expression finally relaxed a bit. He asked Joyce, "Did he really do what happened last night?"


Joyce snorted, "Even if he turned into a ghost, I would still recognize him."


Pablo pondered for a moment before instructing Joyce, "Alright, you don't have to worry about this. Just focus on healing your wounds here. As for your mother, I will talk to her." Without a glance at Joyce, he walked straight out of the ward.


After leaving the ward, Pablo didn't leave directly but went to find the hospital's director, Edgar.


Edgar hurriedly assured him in a low voice, "Secretary Pablo, please be assured that our hospital is doing its best to treat your son's wounds."


"There's nothing serious, right?" Pablo asked.


Chapter 301: Arrest_1