"Don't be nervous, we're not saying it's you." The Blood Emperor coldly sneered, patting his shoulder and shifting his gaze to the members of the Defense Society standing behind him.
"As for the others..."
As the Blood Emperor spoke, his eyes scanned over each of the dozen or so people.
The Japanese in his view suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if sitting on pins and needles, they glanced at each other and started to be on guard secretly.
The horror of not knowing whether one's own comrades-in-arms are friends or foes due to an enemy infiltrating their ranks, especially when a group of outsiders has the capability to declare if they are spies or not, was too terrifying.
"Alright, stop scaring them."
Director Wang chuckled and shook his head at Blood Emperor, then turned to Makizawa Sota and said, "Rest assured, President Sota, at the very least, everyone present here is human."
"That's a relief..."
