Ao Wuchang

Yves King, hailed as a legendary figure among modern mercenaries and a military king, experiences profound repentance after settling a major grudge. Choosing to heed his late mother's final wish, he embarks on a journey to lead a normal life and embrace an average, ordinary existence.
However, owing to a twist of fate and the consequences of nepotism, Yves finds himself in the employ as a security guard of a chilly female President after inadvertently offending her. To complicate matters, destiny takes another turn as the female President becomes his tenant. The constant role reversals between them ignite intense conflicts and battles. The question lingers: who will emerge victorious in this war between man and woman?
Yet, as Yves aspires for the tranquility of a tree standing still, the relentless winds of life continue to blow. Can he genuinely achieve his wish of being an ordinary person? Will he maintain his peace of mind while observing from the sidelines as beautiful women of diverse identities and styles gather around an ordinary security guard?
The captivating stories behind this security guard, who cherishes leisure, indulges in culinary delights, and whiles away his time awaiting the inevitable, are poised to unfold. Everything awaits your discovery~

Flower City's Twelve Beauties

(Third update, been writing since this morning, so tired. After eating something, I'll write another chapter~ asking for monthly pass)


Similar fights, or drills. In Yves King's life, they have occurred countless times. This makes him, at this moment, standing here, his gaze becomes slightly dazed. It's as if he has gone back in time, back to those passionate and fiery youthful days.


The cooled blood in his body begins to warm up again.


The only difference now is the comrades at his side. Those who used to be by his side were all elites among elites.


"Yves King, your team members, including you." Dressed in a soldier's uniform, Bennett Hoffman looked formidable with his towering stature and dark face, radiating the aura of a top-class elite soldier. His piercing gaze swept over each of his five opponents, a sneer of disdain appeared on his lips: "You are all trash."


Chapter 196 This is a drill_1