The superyacht, massive in size, offered just as many sights and entertainments.

It was built for this very purpose—renovated with staggering amounts of money, manpower, and time. So even with an enormous crowd on board, it could easily handle them all.

Normally, people would’ve been scattered all over the ship.

But now, nearly everyone had gathered on the giant banquet deck.

Partly because I called them here just as the event was beginning, and partly because this deck banquet was the highlight of the whole gathering.

Lavish decor, countless attractions, food overflowing from every corner, and high-ranking figures mingling across the venue.

But the mood? Far from pleasant.

People were chattering loudly, filling the space with a buzz bordering on noise.

Loudness itself isn’t unusual for banquets, but the tone was different—faces filled with shock, not celebration.

Tap, tap.

Soo-ah stood on stage, took a few deep breaths, and tapped the mic.

The dull thudding sound briefly drew some attention.

But the banquet hall remained noisy.

Most people were still whispering among themselves.

“Welcome, esteemed guests. Thank you sincerely for joining us today. Over the next three days and two nights aboard this yacht, we... (cut for brevity)... and now, let me introduce the distinguished individuals who honor this event with their presence.”

Among the VIPs, the real VIPs were introduced in turn.

They were mostly people sent by my family, or side branches like Min Jia.

And, brazenly enough, Go Minji, still wearing her ridiculous disguise, introduced herself as “Recon Team Leader Kim Seoye.”

Somehow, no one seemed to catch on, but honestly, it was absurd.

What the hell is she trying to pull?

“Next, we have the Chief of Staff to the Vice Chairman of Koryo Militaris, Go Min-young.”

The introduction of top-tier VIPs went by in a blur.

Most people weren’t really paying attention.

Given what had just happened, no one cared about the guest list anymore.

There was one exception though—Kang Hye-young.

When she was introduced, people actually perked up.

The Chief of Staff to the Group’s Vice Chairman was someone with real power. That kind of influence hits different.

And finally, the grand finale—a message from my grandfather.

Despite the constant noise, it grabbed everyone’s attention.

It’s true what they say: nothing beats old money.

“Finally, we’d like to welcome the planner and host of today’s grand banquet—Young Master Go Muyeol!”

Clap clap clap clap!

Since I was a direct descendant of Koryo Group, the attention was sharper than usual. The applause was loud.

I casually acknowledged it and stepped onto the stage.

The platform wasn’t even that tall, but I could see every single person’s head below me.

A sea of people.

Every one of them a major power player in Incheon’s society.

From the police, prosecutors, courts, and city defense forces, to corporate giants across all industries—

Right now, this yacht was practically a floating city.

“...Except for the politics,” I thought.

There were hardly any empty seats.

But politicians were noticeably absent.

Other than Kim Eun-ji and a ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) dozen others, the rest had completely ghosted.

And once again, my anger ignited.

How dare they ruin this moment—this symbol of me hosting all of Incheon on my yacht?

I won’t forget this. Not ever.

“Hello, everyone. I’m Go Muyeol.”

I said it casually, and a wave of applause burst out.

Once it died down a bit, I continued.

“As you may know, I’m unofficially the last remaining male of the Koryo Group. I don’t hold any official title within the family yet, but I currently run several enterprises centered around Koryo Entertainment. So from here on, you can just refer to me as ‘the Representative.’ Now, the reason I gathered everyone here today is... (cut for brevity).”

I had a prepared script from my secretaries, but I didn’t bother reading it.

I was too irritated from those assemblyman bastards to have the presence of mind to stick to a speech.

“I sincerely thank all of you for being here. That said, if you look around, you’ll notice that many of our esteemed city council members, and the senior officials from City Hall and district offices, are... missing.”

The murmuring grew louder.

Mouths never stopped moving, but everyone’s eyes were locked on me.

“They did say they’d attend... but unfortunately, they changed their minds just a few days ago. You know, with the Namdong District by-election coming up in April, both major parties and the mayor’s office are pouring everything into it. So, they asked for understanding, saying they simply couldn’t spare the time for my banquet. And yet—”

Right on cue, Baekseol stepped onto the stage and whispered into my ear, as we’d rehearsed.

I leaned in slightly to ‘listen.’

“Ah, just got some news. So this is what everyone’s been buzzing about.”

“Ahem...”

I could hear people swallowing all around the room.

“Apparently, every single district chief in Incheon... has been assassinated. Just now.”

The moment I said it aloud, chaos erupted in the banquet hall.

It was far too loud to calm anyone down—but I had no intention of calming them anyway. I let the uproar rage on.

“Coincidence...? That can’t be a coincidence.”

“This is insane. No way.”

“Could the Young Master really...?”

They threw glances my way and whispered all kinds of things.

I offered them a faint smile.

“To be honest, I was already suspicious. I mean, sure, a by-election is important. But for that one event to prevent all the lawmakers and executives from showing up? It made me wonder if they were looking down on me, dismissing me. But clearly, I misunderstood. I thought it was just one district election... turns out there are sixteen. Sixteen by-elections happening at once—no wonder they’re too busy to attend my little banquet.”

I said it with a mocking tone, and strangely enough, the room grew quiet.

If you listened closely, my words didn’t make sense.

That was on purpose.

“Anyway, now that my suspicions and complaints are cleared up, I’m actually feeling great. So many of you showed up, and you’re making this evening shine. And once again, I’ve regained trust in our honorable city officials.”

Perfectly timed, a deafening sonic boom ripped through the sky.

It sounded like the entire sky was tearing apart.

Everyone looked up—and there they were, soaring in formation toward the yacht:

Pacific Knight 1st Squadron, in full combat gear.

Technically, they could’ve flown in silently—unless you’re breaking Mach speeds, stealth is totally doable.

But I’d ordered them to make a scene.

If you have to draw your sword and cut something,

You make damn sure everyone sees it.

That way, you don’t have to draw it again.

The squad reached the sky above the yacht’s deck in an instant.

They circled twice, then landed right in the open center of the banquet deck, still fully armed.

The spectacle sucked up every gaze in the room.

“...!”

They didn’t look pristine.

They looked like they’d just come back from a warzone—burn marks from explosions, dents and scratches across their armor.

One knight still had fresh human flesh and blood clinging to their gear, dripping slowly.

It must’ve been embedded deep enough to stay attached even at those breakneck speeds.

I tapped the mic again to bring attention back to me.

“Ah, I’ve made a bit of a racket. My apologies. These are the Pacific Knight 1st Squadron of Koryo Militaris. They were urgently deployed this morning on a sudden mission... and I suppose they just happened to return at this moment. Haha.”

I let out a sheepish laugh.

No one laughed with me.

“Over the next three days and two nights, they’ll be protecting everyone aboard this yacht, myself included. I’m sure you all know what knights are capable of. When it comes to safety, you have nothing to worry about. I, Go Muyeol, personally guarantee it.”

I scanned the crowd.

Most of them looked like they’d figured it out.

“Guess I’ve been rambling. Speeches at these events are best kept short, but I don’t have much experience. I got a bit excited being at such a glorious occasion. I’ll wrap it up here. Once again, thank you all for being here tonight.”

I gave a short bow with the mic still in hand.

Soo-ah, standing nearby, raised both hands and started clapping.

My secretaries scattered throughout the crowd followed her lead.

Gradually, the rest of the audience joined in—

Until eventually, the applause swelled into something worthy of a Broadway encore.

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