I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family

Out of courtesy for the dead, the AV was only used to travel between Muyeol Land and Incheon Port.

For the trip to the City Council, I used a car, even though it was a bit inconvenient.

Of course, it wasn’t because I actually respected the dead or anything.

It was just one of those lingering traditions in politics and finance.

In such a bleak and ruthless world, this kind of courtesy had become more of a compulsion than anything.

The idea that the sky should be left open for the souls of the dead, while the living walk the ground—

that kind of superstition still had a grip on the ruling class,

even in the ultra-high-tech society of 2077.

It was pretty hilarious, honestly.

I arrived at the joint memorial altar in front of the City Council around 6:20 PM.

The site was already packed with figures from all walks of life.

As if timed perfectly, a cold winter drizzle began to fall.