"Sir, we are connected with Mr. Ryder," Vincent reported, bowing his head as he conveyed the successful connection.
Clyde wasted no time, striding purposefully towards the room and confronting Ryder through the large screen.
His voice was direct and unyielding as he asked, "How many men do you have in Japan?" His sharp gaze locked onto Ryder, who appeared stunned on the screen, not holding back in his demand for answers.
The urgency of the situation demanded clarity and swift action.
"Not many. What's going on?" Ryder responded, his brows furrowing with curiosity.
Clyde couldn't hide his annoyance. "I need some manpower to confront Tristan in case he launches an attack. He's en route to Japan."
Ryder's surprise was palpable as he leaned back slightly in shock, his brows knitting together.