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

Dunn's voice was firm and resounding, filling the Green Bamboo Palace with an anger that was palpable.


They were now, clearly, in a life-or-death struggle with Basil Jaak!


"Basil Jaak, you slander without proof. Produce your evidence!" Bevis said with a cold smile, "Otherwise, prepare to be fried in oil yourself!"


Basil Jaak remained composed, shaking his head, "Bevis, Dunn, even now, you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin! Very well, let's see who ends up in the oil!"


As he spoke, Basil Jaak's expression suddenly changed, then with a gesture of his right hand, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he pulled a letter from his spatial bag.


Holding the letter, Basil Jaak walked straight up to Gilbert More, personally handing over the envelope. "Sect Master, this is a letter I found on the body of the slain Isaac. I have read the contents. Please have a look."


Gilbert received the envelope, opened it, and read carefully, his face growing more ashen as he went on.


Chapter 641 Gilbert Takes Action