The wind can blow away a fallen leaf, but it cannot blow away a flying butterfly. Life is beautiful because it is unyielding. I am Mo Ming, an abandoned child. No one knows my origin, let alone my hidden strength. I'm useless, but it doesn't mean I'm a mollusk without a backbone. The world can insult me, scold me, and look down on me... But one day, I will tell the world who is the master of this world! Dawn breaks, Phoenix Nirvana, sonorous chirping pierced the sky!