At this point, Lasyana had lost all sense of direction to escape the situation.
The best thing she could do was follow M's game without making matters worse. She didn't know what the dangerous young man in front of her wanted, but it was clear his words were nothing more than satire. Was he laughing inside his head?
"Exactly, Lasyana. The empire has wallowed in filth for too long. As someone born on this sacred land, I cannot let this continue. We must do something to restore the dignity of this land. For that, I have an idea."
Lasyana had completely lost control of the conversation.
The reins were entirely in M's hands. He had skillfully steered the discussion to this point. Lasyana didn't want to accept this; she was someone who always wanted to be in control. However, all doors were now closed. If this was a game, she had lost badly.