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

"Beautiful lady, may I buy you a cup of coffee?" Ted asked Jessica Flack, conveniently ignoring the presence of Basil Jaak.


In Ted's eyes, Basil Jaak was no more threatening than an ant, an opponent he could crush underfoot at any moment. After all, he was a notorious princeling in Hong Kong; even the son of the Special Administrative Region had to greet him proactively.


Of course, the fact that Bancroft Seymer never disclosed Basil Jaak's real identity to Ted played a part in Ted's dismissive attitude toward Basil Jaak.


Having failed twice against Basil Jaak, Bancroft Seymer no longer dared to act wantonly in his presence. Nevertheless, Bancroft Seymer dreamed of bringing Basil Jaak down, so he intended to use Ted as his pawn.


"Not thirsty!" Jessica Flack responded coldly.


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