Her determination to discover his identity.

Everyone in the room watched Kong Zhu's limp body fall from the chair, their blood freezing at the sight of the bullet wound placed accurately on his forehead even though they were cold-blooded killers. They felt regretful for attending the meeting, wishing that they had stayed at home instead. 

Wang Yong decided to take his chair, not even looking at his godbrother's body when he sat down and faced the people opposite him. He could see that most of the elders were afraid but it was only his Grandpa Shanyuan that seemed very disturbed by the sight from the frown on his face. Wang Yong chuckled and asked him. "Ha, you really didn't think that I would have the guts to kill my godbrother did you?"

He knew what Grandpa Shanyuan was thinking even though he refuse to say anything. The old man was probably sad that they had lost another family member due to power and greed. Wang Yong scoffed, the old man was very wrong.

He had killed Kong Zhu because of revenge.