บท 201: 37 Years (2)

There were more than a dozen long queues in the entire Mission Hall. Each line had hundreds of people. Everyone waited silently.

"Mission Book, can you open up a few more queues? Every time we come, we have to queue up. It's very troublesome." At this moment, a young man said helplessly.

Li Qingshan immediately looked at this young man. He was very powerful. No matter where he stood, he could make people feel pressured.

The Mission Book replied, "Qiu Wuya, don't be anxious. I've already set up the new Mission Hall. You'll be able to see it the next time you come. It's my painstaking effort. You'll definitely be amazed. There's no need to queue anymore."

With these words, everyone became excited. It was really too time-consuming for a group of Immortal to line up here for hours.

Li Qingshan waited silently. Fortunately, he chose a queue with fewer people. After half an hour, it was his turn.