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

After a few days of convalescence, Dawn Sutton's arm was able to move freely again. However, as her wound was healing, it generated an itchy and painful sensation that furrowed her brows. It felt as though countless ants were biting her, making her extremely uncomfortable.


"Just bear with it for a bit, and it will pass." Basil Jaak comforted Dawn.


 "Hmm!" Dawn Sutton nodded faintly, then worriedly asked, "Basil, do you think I will have a long scar on my back?"


Given the depth of Dawn's wound, even with the application of scar prevention medicines, it was likely to leave a more or less visible mark.


"There might be a little mark left, but do you really need to worry about it? Your wound is on your back. As long as you are not wearing backless clothing, no one else can see it!" Basil Jaak thought Dawn was making a mountain out of a molehill, as she had no reason to worry about others seeing it.


Chapter 167 Scar_1