The corpse spoke, "Pardon the crimes, construct a private island."
As soon as these words were uttered, the room instantly fell silent.
This promise was indeed too exaggerated.
It was no longer a matter of an inflated bounty, but a kind of shock that was difficult to express.
Who would dare promise a pardon of crimes and the construction of a private island?
The last person to receive such privileges was 'Occam,' the Island Master of Gold and Silver Island, a level 18 pirate leader pardoned by the association and various countries.
Related to the association?
Otherwise, why would these things be mentioned?
All eyes in the room uniformly turned to Imilo, who had his hands behind his back, deep in thought, yet showing no change in his expression.
Then, Imilo continued to inquire, "Why do you believe the blank envelope will fulfill its promise?"
