"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Blair! Look how scared he is!"
Blair really didn't look too good, his lips were pale, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat, looking as if he had just been through a massive fright.
"No worries, no worries," even if he was scared out of his wits, Blair couldn't show it. He had come to demonstrate the power of the Federation, how could he be scared by a few kids with makeshift weapons?
"Their weapons are still in the prototype stage, quite unstable. They themselves said it's far from reaching theoretical values and not ready for actual use anytime soon, so no need to worry!" Blair began to comfort himself.
"Sorry, Mr. Blair," a few students apologized to Blair.
"It's fine, these little gadgets can't hurt me, but you should still be careful."
