Tristan listened to the busy tone on the phone and sighed helplessly.
Javier had a change of heart, but Tristan couldn't exactly hold a knife to Javier's throat, could he?
Tristan spoke to Helen, "Let's start by evacuating the people."
Helen nodded her head.
Seeing Tristan at a loss, Remington couldn't hide his excitement. In the past couple of days, this was the first time Remington had seen Tristan in such a situation.
"Tristan, you want to compete with me? You're far from my level!" Remington said with a smug chuckle.
Quercia glanced at Remington and shook her head, saying, "You're the first person I've seen who's so happy about being used as a pawn."
"What did you say?" Remington immediately glared at Quercia, displeased. "Try saying that again to me!"
Tristan took a step forward, standing in front of Quercia, and stared at Remington.