"I just feel so sorry for your parents, dragging them into this mess," sighed Lin Mo."
Li Jinshan responded, "Come on, in-laws, let's not talk about this anymore. A close shave can lead to future blessings; our luck lies ahead."
"I believe Mo will handle things well. Let's not put too much pressure on the kid," Lin Changshui said.
Lin Changshui nodded, glanced at Lin Mo, who was in the driver's seat, and said no more.
The process of changing appearances was painstakingly complex. By the time all nine people had finished their makeovers, the sun had already started to rise, and the streets were beginning to bustle with activity.
Lin Mo, sitting in the driver's seat, booted up his laptop, accessed the deep web provided by the system before, submitted a deposit, and sent a message to the other party.
[The time has come, you may begin.]
