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

At dusk, a car pulled up to the entrance of the Wescott Family compound.


Woodrow Sullivan was the first to get out of the car, and then, with due respect, he opened the door to escort an elder down from the vehicle.


The elder seemed to be in his sixties, with salt-and-pepper hair, a full forehead, and dressed in a gray long robe, almost completely out of place in the modern metropolis.


Woodrow Sullivan's respect for this elder was so great that even the Wescott Family's security guards were taken aback. They had never seen Woodrow Sullivan show such respect to anyone before!


"Master, please come in. This is where I live, I hope you'll make yourself comfortable," Woodrow Sullivan said to the elder, fawningly.


It turned out this elder was Woodrow Sullivan's master!


Nobody knew that Woodrow Sullivan, who was over fifty years old, still had a master!


Chapter 386: The Expert from Another World