Master Changsang stayed at an inn run by a young man.
As they spent more time together, the two became familiar with one another.
Master Changsang discovered that the young man was quite interested in shamanic medicine, so he tested his aptitude.
The results shocked him. The young man's talent for shamanic medicine far surpassed Master Changsang's own talent in his youth!
Master Changsang developed an appreciation for his talent.
He could not bear to see such a promising shamanic doctor waste his entire life in a tiny inn.
Thus, Master Changsang took the young man as his disciple.
The young man received Master Changsang's personal teachings, including his accumulated forbidden prescriptions and true medical arts.
Oh, right—the young man's name was Bian Que.
State of Lu, Tengzhou.
Mozi was a renowned craftsman throughout the surrounding region.
Since childhood, he had studied carpentry, cart-making, and mechanical construction under his father. His skills were superb, and his reputation spread far and wide.
Yet no matter how skilled Mozi was, he was ultimately just a commoner from the lowest stratum of society.
From a young age, Mozi had witnessed far too much injustice and the crushing oppression of class.
Mozi could not understand it.
In ancient times, when everyone lacked food and clothing, they could support one another, help one another, and live as equals. Why had things become like this now?
People had been divided into classes, into noble and lowly ranks. The upper classes trampled, exploited, and squeezed the lower classes at will.
Whether deliberately or unconsciously, they all compressed the lower classes' room to survive.
The more Mozi saw, the less numb he became. Rather than learning obedience, a fire for reform ignited within his heart!
"The world should not be like this."
"People should not treat one