Danya's meaning was obvious: if they did not get a satisfactory answer today, they would make this a much bigger issue!
Demonstrating only outside the Duma Building showed that they still wanted to resolve the problem and wanted to speak with Wang Ye face-to-face.
Both sides still had room to back down and compromise.
But if they went to Red Square or the Kremlin, the impact would be far greater.
That would mean there was no longer any room for maneuver.
Either Wang Ye would bow his head and admit defeat, agreeing to every reasonable or unreasonable demand Danya and the others made in exchange for them stopping their troublemaking.
Or Wang Ye would use his power, his connections, whatever he had, to completely "crush" this march!
But doing that would leave endless trouble down the line...
After all, there were thousands of people here. It would inevitably draw the attention of countless domestic and international media outlets.
If things went wrong, all sorts of "human rights" accusations would come raining down, and the country's image would be smeared again!
No one could bear that responsibility.
Wang Ye's smile faded, and his expression turned serious as he glanced at Danya.
Their eyes met. Danya seemed a little guilty as she turned her head away, not daring to meet Wang Ye's gaze.
After a moment of silence, Wang Ye spoke again.
His expression was filled with grief, and his tone was heavy.
"I am deeply saddened...
Truly, deeply saddened!"
The moment he opened his mouth, he used the phrase "deeply saddened" twice in a row, immediately drawing everyone's attention.
Everyone was curious. What had suddenly saddened Vice Speaker Mikhail so much? Could it be because they were protesting against him?
But even if that was the case, he should have