Governor's Office.
Pound looked at the person in front of him; his expression was somewhat subtle, "Kris, my old friend, you came to tell me that the Senate does not wish for this bill to pass?"
"It was a mistake, Pound." The old Chairman sat in the chair and felt like the statement was a slap in his face upon hearing these words.
"A mistake?" Pound's eyes sized up his old friend and he slowly began, "Kris, do you no longer consider me your friend? I watched Xiong En's debate; I believe you know better than I do how terrible his responses were, but the proposal still passed, didn't it? With that subtle margin of 21 votes in favor to 19 against."
At this moment, the old Chairman felt a surge of anger.
The stupid mistake committed by those idiots had indeed come back to haunt him.
