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

Basil Jaak felt the atmosphere in the private room lighten noticeably, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, picking up his coffee for a sip.


"Pfft..." After just one sip, Basil Jaak's eyebrows furrowed. Displeased, he asked, "Why is this coffee so expensive?"


A mischievous glimmer flashed in Fiona Turner's eyes as she casually replied, "This is Original Mantening, unsweetened."


"Did you do this on purpose?" Basil Jaak grunted in annoyance.


"I know you have strong tastes, so I specifically asked the barista not to add sugar." Fiona remarked smugly.


"Alright, if you find it too bitter, you should add some sugar yourself," Xenia Wendleton pushed a sugar cube towards Basil.


Basil Jaak waved his hand, "No need, I'm not thirsty anyway."


Chapter 375: Be Your Dance Partner_1