"A Man-Made Island?"
"What are you talking about?"
That was how Huo En had answered the man at the time.
He could somewhat accept being asked to do something illegal, but building an artificial island in Bu Peien had left him deeply uneasy.
That was Bu Peien, the political, economic, and cultural center of the Federation!
It was full of people he could not afford to offend—or who could crush him with a casual flick of their fingers! But in the end, the young man had convinced him.
"Why you?" the major officer asked. "There are plenty of people more outstanding or capable than you. Why did they choose you?"
Huo En curled his lips. "Did my previous request get approved?"
He did not answer directly. Instead, he asked a question.
Before this, he had demanded that the president issue a pardon absolving him of all his crimes. Otherwise, he would not say a word.
He knew very well that once the things he had done were exposed, even if he avoided execution, he would spend the rest of his life in prison without a pardon.
He was so wealthy. How could he accept such a result?
The pardon was the key! Looking at the expressions of the two men across from him, Huo En knew the request had not been approved. He was not in a hurry, though. He merely smiled and closed his mouth.
Applying for a presidential pardon was not easy, because the recipients were often people who had committed serious crimes. Some people would use that as ammunition to attack the president.
They could accuse him of harboring criminals and covering up crimes, for example.
Therefore, most presidents would rather plead with the courts behind the scenes than issue a pardon.
The president did not want