In reference to a mythical
Mak, who appears at the height of the steps of Hong Kong's Volar Club at the height of the partying hours. If he deems you worthy, with a whispered command and a wave of his
hand, the crowd parts like the red sea giving you unobstructed access past velvet
rope and into the club.
As The Volar Moses disappears, the crowd reforms, crushing any pretenders in its wake.