Born in the Jianghu when he was young, Moen dreamed of becoming a great Xia, but he was just looked down upon year after year. Until the day when he was seventeen, Mohn inadvertently invited an old man with broken hands to drink a glass of wine, and his world has been greatly changed since then. He told Mohn that this is a world full of lies. Where Mohn looked up to, there was never a great Xia. There were only bullying, power and struggle. Mozi said that what one person does, the big one with two small ones, is called "Xia". In that case, we should love the Xia and not attack. For the non Xia, it is called non ink and attack!