You Kid on Yinming Street, Don't Touch Me

My name is Chen Ming, and I am a bastard in the underworld. He doesn't become a disciple, doesn't stand in line, and doesn't care about his realm. He wanders around drinking wine every day, lying down and never standing up. What do the ancient catastrophes, orderly punishment, and eternal destiny have to do with me, a street kid? I just wanted to live my life peacefully, but who knew troubles would come to my door one after another. The paper granny protected me, the monkey followed me, and everyone around me was dragged into the water. I really don't want to defy heaven and be a hero. But if you insist on forcing a gangster to take action, then don't blame me for not following the rules.