In a dimly lit room, Mr. X sat calmly in a sleek black chair, his presence radiating cold authority. Before him was a man tied securely to a chair, ropes digging into his arms and legs to ensure he couldn't move. A black cloth covered the man's eyes, shrouding him in darkness. One of Mr. X's bodyguards stepped forward, yanked the cloth away, and revealed the man's terrified face. As his eyes adjusted to the dim light, realization dawned on him. He knew who was sitting in front of him.