Longevity Club's top-tier mission hall was nearing the end of its gathering. Most of the hundreds of tasks that had been posted in the hall were already taken, with only a few exceptionally difficult ones left. However, many elite tycoons were still standing in front of these tasks, clearly hesitating whether to take them on or not.
Contrastingly, the hall's only S-rank task was conspicuously unattended. The task, concerning the Longevity Pill, had been hanging there for over a month. From start to finish, even the wealthiest tycoons, with fortunes in the trillions, merely shook their heads and walked away without paying much attention.
But now, in front of the Longevity Pill task, stood a middle-aged man in white. He appeared quite ordinary, with nothing particularly noticeable about him. However, a closer observation would reveal a faint ethereal aura quietly emanating from him.
This aura was a sign that the man, a peak mid-level Great Grandmaster, was close to a breakthrough.
