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

Kyrie took Basil Jaak and Yetta Astir down to the shopping mall on the ground floor.


"Kyrie, you don't have to see us off. I'll go in and take a look with her," Basil Jaak said, preparing to shake off Kyrie, and couldn't help turning his head to speak.


Kyrie was someone who knew when to back off. As soon as he heard what Basil Jaak wanted, he realized he was being a third wheel and couldn't help but laugh heartily, "All right, then I'll take my leave. Sampson, Miss Cathy, enjoy yourselves, and call me if you need anything."


Basil Jaak narrowed his eyes and smiled, "No problem!"


Kyrie snickered and turned to walk towards the entrance, thinking to himself while walking, "That chick of his is really something; watching her behind sway made my eyes sore from looking. It's just too bad I can't touch!"


Chapter 121: Close Call, Lucky to Have Mistaken the Person