Sensing the significance in Zhou Quan's gaze, Zhuo Yunbiao's face instantly turned white as paper.
That document from a hundred years ago had been signed by Wo Hing Shing's older generation of elders, including his grandfather.
Wo Hing Shing's leadership had changed hands over many generations, and even the position of reigning Dragon Head was no longer held by a member of the Zhuo Family.
Yet the Zhuo Family had endured alongside Wo Hing Shing all that time.
The other elders and Leaders might not know the secret inside the Dragon Head Staff, but how could he, the head of the Zhuo Family, not know?
With the foreign authorities and the reputation of his ancestors involved, Zhuo Yunbiao naturally could not want the Dragon Head Staff and the Haidi Register to fall into outsiders' hands.
Once that document became public, it would not just be that foreign official from back then and the family descended from him whose reputations would be ruined.
He, Master Shen, and all his descendants would be condemned by the people of Hong Kong Island.
After all, what the Zhuo Family's ancestors had done back then had undermined the greater national cause.
Wo Hing Shing claimed to be one of the legitimate successors of Hung Mun. If such an enormous scandal came to light, how could they maintain a foothold on Hong Kong Island?
As a surviving branch descended from Wo Hing Shing's elders of that time, the Zhuo Family would immediately become notorious.
Zhuo Yunbiao wanted to offer some kind of denial, but Zhou Quan's meaning was unmistakable: he already knew the secret inside Wo Hing Shing's Dragon Head Staff.
Why had Zhou Quan brought his most trusted subordinate, Chow Sing Sing, to tonight's hot pot dinner, while also selecting Action Specialists such as Lau