The Whole Martial World Has Been Catching the Wrong Black Moonlight

A troublemaking street punk who pesters cats and dogs x a sweet, unlucky young man who transmigrated here and is being hunted by the whole martial world

(Third-person narration)

I'm a martial world punk who makes a living causing trouble. Groping people, acting like a pest, and running away are my specialties. No one in the whole martial world can do a thing about me.

It wasn't until the old immortal master of Penglai died that I learned they'd only been going easy on me out of respect for that old geezer.

Owe a favor to the person who got my parents killed? I'd rather have been beaten to death back then.

But just as the whole martial world was hunting me down and I was worn to the bone, they suddenly stopped chasing me.

I went out on the street to see what was going on. Unbelievable, they were saying I'd already been captured!

What a load of crap! I'm right here, alive and kicking. So who the hell did they capture?

I sneaked in to investigate, only to see a boy tied to a cross-shaped post, looking exactly like me.

He spat out the blood in his mouth, lifted a pair of blazing-bright eyes beneath his messy hair, and cursed, "You old bastard, don't you know the rules?"

I rubbed my chin and grinned. This unlucky kid was kind of interesting.

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