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

Behind the Prince's Mansion in the Immortal City Palace, outside a secluded courtyard, the Crown Prince stood respectfully with Basil Jaak, Hubbert, and Hill.


Even the usually arrogant Crown Prince appeared extremely reverent at this moment.


This was a simple courtyard: tidy and secluded. Due to the Crown Prince's orders, no one was allowed to approach, and there were no signs of activity inside, so the entire palace was unaware that someone actually lived here.


This person was enough to stir up the entire Immortal Spirit Kingdom!


After waiting outside the courtyard for over ten minutes, the padlocked iron gate suddenly creaked open on its own.


Basil Jaak looked up and saw an old man with white hair and beard walk out from the courtyard.


The old man appeared to be about eighty or ninety years old, with white eyebrows, a hunched posture, and leaning on a brown lion-headed cane. His long white hair hung down as he walked, giving him a mysterious aura.


Chapter 1002: A Trap?