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

"Could it be, you've used poison on me?"


Basil Jaak clutched his arm, looked up, and gazed at Trista Stan.


Trista Stan, with proud delight, giggled and said, "You guess?"


"You guess whether I'll guess?" Basil Jaak replied subconsciously.


"Hmph, still acting tough even though you're poisoned," Trista Stan moved closer and said, "Basil Jaak, now you have two choices, either walk down from the arena yourself or I'll send you down with one palm strike. How about that, isn't this Miss being very fair? Hehe…"


"Indeed, very fair," Basil looked as if he were in great pain and said, "But right now, I don't have any strength. How about this, you carry me down, and if you do, I'll go down."


"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! You can't even stand up, yet you dare to take advantage of me with your words. Believe it or not, this lady will make it so you won't be able to speak ever again! Hmph!"


Chapter 477: If You Dare, Marry Me