I finished my speech and posed, and the crowd cheered.
Except one.
In a sea of movement, they stood out by not moving an inch, just staring, coldly.
I should have just ignored them. One person is unlikely to change anything, but then I was one person, and look at all I had done.
So I demanded my guards to find them, to find out who they were.
Turned out, they were just a woman tired from a long shift in the factory.
But the martyr she became because of how my guards treated her was much more than that.
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