The masked man stood up from his chair, stretching his legs before slowly walking towards the severed head.
"How is this possible?" Bak Yongso asked, his expression filled with confusion and fear. It was illogical; a human should not be able to live after having their head sliced off.
"Nothing is impossible for me. I'm currently controlling your blood flow to maintain your life for at least a couple of minutes. But you will die for real if I don't connect your head to your body," the masked man spoke, his voice devoid of emotion.
"What do you want from me? I would do everything just please help me!" Bak Yongso replied with a pleading crying face.
"The Dragon Crystals. Where did you get it?" The masked man asked.
Bak Yongso's eyes darted nervously, his severed head appearing even more vulnerable as he spoke, "I don't know. They just delivered the drugs to me. I have no idea where they came from exactly."
