My incredible luck and the girl I picked up

"Ah, bread with butter, please. That'll be troublesome."

"Okay~ Please have a seat! We'll bring it to you right away!"

As Lin Yin spoke, he walked towards the door behind the counter, which should be the kitchen.

Leng Yihan sat down in the last empty seat at the table where the three women were sitting, looking at them with utter boredom, waiting for her food to be served.

'Leng Yihan, what are you looking at...'

"Can't I like it? Look at you reminiscing about Binglan." Leng Yihan squinted at Leng Zhenmo and said, "It's a pity it's straight hair that's down. It would be so much better if it were tied up in double buns..."

"Tsk...you bastard..." Leng Zhenmo's expression immediately turned sour.

"Just kidding, just kidding, don't take it seriously. You have your own style, Binglan has her own style, and yours has its own unique charm. Just be yourself." Realizing that she had subconsciously said something offensive, Leng Yihan quickly said.

"..." Leng Zhenmo did not reply, but lowered her head and focused on eating the porridge in her bowl.

"Hmm...this atmosphere...it's a bit awkward..." Xu Xiaoxiao thought to herself as she looked at the two silent people, "As expected...there must be some story behind it..."

310 Trouble is coming? I guess I'll just have to go looking for trouble myself.

"Although I'm a little curious... I guess I shouldn't pry too much... After all, we're not that familiar yet..." Xu Xiaoxiao glanced at Leng Zhenmo. Although they hadn't known each other for very long, she could tell that Leng Zhenmo wasn't someone who would easily become the somewhat gloomy person she was now.

Unless, Leng Yihan stepped on some landmine, something very important to Leng Zhenmo.

"Is it about that cold blue...?" As Xu Xiaoxiao thought this, the crisp sound of footsteps on the wooden floor rang out. Xu Xiaoxiao turned her head slightly and saw Lin Yin walking over with a plate in his hand.

"Oh, thank you for your trouble." Leng Yihan stood up and took the plate. Lin Yin said, "Please enjoy your meal," and then returned to the counter to sit down. Leng Yihan also lowered her head and began to eat her breakfast.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, but it wasn't a big problem, since that's usually the case in this situation.

There will always be someone who stirs up trouble, breaking the awkward atmosphere in the main characters' group, and then making the two reconcile and eliminating that tiny bit of estrangement.

But do you think I would write something so cliché?!

I'm telling you! I won't—

"Bang!" The hotel's wooden door was kicked open. Leng Yihan turned around, and the person standing in the doorway was so familiar...

"...Isn't this Young Master Leng's lackey...Looks like he's here to cause trouble..." Leng Yihan sighed and glanced at Qing. "Everyone says that if we stay calm, we can avoid a lot of trouble."

"Tsk...you really deserve a beating...there's nothing in this town that can threaten me, so what are you afraid of?" Qing clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction and said.

"It really is you guys!!! You really are here!!!" The younger guy saw the four people sitting at the table directly opposite the door as soon as he came in, and immediately pointed at them and shouted.

"Sir..."

"Get out of my way! Do you believe I dare to protect these four guys? I'll make your shop disappear from this alley the next day!" Lin Yin had just come up and was about to have a proper conversation when he was scolded by this arrogant little brother. When Lin Yin heard that his little brother was going to make his shop disappear the next day, his face turned pale with fright, and he kept saying sorry.

“Tsk…” Leng Yihan clicked her tongue and stood up.

Although it was just a homophone, Leng Yihan was shocked by what she saw.

Still, it's really not good!

"Who said we shouldn't cause trouble?" Qing suddenly said quietly.

"I've changed my strategy. I'll teach these guys a lesson. Remember, don't mess up the shop," Leng Yihan said coldly.

"Heh... How about we just storm the branch family's doorstep?" Xu Xiaoxiao suddenly added, offering a very dangerous suggestion.

"Go and demand an explanation."

"So, Sect Leader, could you please calm down a bit at this time? We can be a little unruly, but please calm down..." Leng Yihan smiled wryly after hearing Xu Xiaoxiao's words and turned her head to say.

“I think you’re calmer than me. Some people lose their minds when they’re angry… while others become more rational because of anger… This is what the sect leader told me.” Xu Xiaoxiao stood up, as did Leng Zhenmo and Qing.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?! Let me tell you, I brought men with me this time. I'm here to drag you back and demand an explanation. What right do you have to hit my young master?!"

"Why should I?" Leng Yihan's lips curled into a wider smile. "Because... I'm stronger than you."

Create a spatial prison.

"What, you bastard..." The younger guy wanted to cause trouble after hearing this, but instead, he punched the familiar invisible wall.

"That move again!!!" The younger brother's expression changed instantly. He originally thought that this move couldn't be used a second time in such a short period of time, but he didn't expect it could be used a second time...

So what? This time I brought my guards with me!

"Guards, come out!!! Take these people down! And while you're at it, smash up this shop for me!" The young man pointed at Leng Yihan, turned around and shouted loudly towards the door.

"Qing...don't take his life."

"it is good."

Qing nodded, slowly raising her hand and pointing it towards the doorway.

"No! Don't tear down my shop!" Hearing his younger brother's words, Lin Yin's face turned even paler, and he immediately knelt down, pleading.

"Go!" Seven bamboo sticks flew out instantly, and screams of agony came from outside one after another, but they stopped after a short while. After that, the seven bamboo sticks that Qing had controlled to shoot out returned along the original route, still carrying a little fresh blood.

"What?!" The younger brother's face changed, and he was so frightened that he knelt down.

All seven bamboo sticks just grazed his head; if they had been just a hair's breadth away, he would be dead now.

“There’s no need for you to take us there.” Leng Yihan stepped forward, stopped beside her little brother, released the spatial prison, and casually lifted up her terrified little brother and threw him out the door.

"We'll go there ourselves and get an explanation from you." Leng Yihan glanced at her little brother with disdain, then left the hotel without looking back, kicking him as she went out the door.

"We're leaving now... Don't worry, the hotel won't disappear, we'll protect it for you." Before leaving, Xu Xiaoxiao pulled Lin Yin, who was sitting on the ground, up and said.

“…Ah! Thank you…Thank you…” Lin Yin was stunned for a moment before nodding and thanking him quickly. It seemed that this hotel was of great significance to her.

-

"Hey...you're really planning to come over here directly?" Xu Xiaoxiao said in surprise, looking at Leng Yihan who was walking quickly.

Incidentally, no one dared to approach the four people walking on the street at this time, mainly because Qing was dragging eight unconscious people with eight bamboo strips.

These people, who usually acted like big shots in the town, were now being tied up and dragged around by a little girl.

"I mean...aren't we being a bit too high-profile?" Xu Xiaoxiao whispered as she followed Leng Yihan, who remained unfazed despite being watched by so many people.

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of?"

I'm actually incredibly embarrassed right now, but I absolutely can't let this hard-earned sense of style be ruined...

"This must be the Leng family." Leng Yihan stopped in front of a high ground. There was a slope leading up to this place, making it much higher than other places. It was the very center of the town.

Leng Yihan looked up and saw two words hanging high above the door: "Leng Family".

"Hmm... how should I open the door now..."

First, politely knock on the door and ask if anyone is home.

[Second, just kick the door open and that's it. Why make such a fuss?]

and so……

"Hello, my lady, how have you been?"

Suddenly, the Leng family's door was pushed open, and behind the door stood a middle-aged man with his back to them.

Sure, that's classy enough...

311 The Leng Family's Daughter

"Hmm?" Leng Yihan narrowed her eyes, looking at the man who made a domineering entrance.

That posture, that imposing presence, that aura…

Is it...

"Are you some kind of extra? The kind who's bad at the game but likes to show off and act all high and mighty?" Leng Yihan said, her expression unchanged.

"Cough cough...cough! cough!" Seemingly startled by Leng Yihan's words, the man choked on his saliva and coughed several times in a row, instantly losing all his style.

"As expected of Leng Yihan, she can easily wipe out the fashion sense that others have worked so hard to accumulate."

"As expected of you, you accomplished what we could not do with ease."

"I said... Leng Zhen is fine with playing around, but Qing, what's with you causing trouble?" Leng Yihan glanced at the two women speechlessly.

Hmm... does this mean Leng Zhenmo has temporarily forgiven herself...?

Hmm... women's hearts are really hard to understand. She was just angry with me for stepping on a landmine...

"Don't misunderstand, I haven't forgiven you yet." Seeing the thoughtful expression on Leng Yihan's face, Leng Zhenmo looked away and explained.

"Hehe... kind of like a tsundere..." Leng Yihan retorted.

“Tsk…” Leng Zhenmo clicked his tongue, but didn’t say anything more, lest Leng Yihan find a loophole and criticize him again.

"Ahem... You are truly audacious. Do you even know that the most powerful force in this town is the Leng family, and our main family is also one of the most powerful forces in the Imperial Clan? You are incredibly bold to dare to cause trouble at our doorstep. If we don't teach you a lesson today, it seems you have no idea what fear or what is good for you." The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back, looking like a peerless master, and said without turning his head, still with his back to them.

“…This guy is such a show-off…” Leng Yihan.

"I want to hit..." Leng Zhenmo.

"Hmm... He's at the twelfth rank. If you want to go up, then go ahead." Qing said.

"Wait a minute, why are there 12th-tier people everywhere?!"

"Not really... it's just that we're unlucky and always end up getting into trouble with people of higher rank." Qing remained expressionless, seemingly only revealing her true thoughts when it came to Lu Youmei.

"Ahem... Hey, did you hear what I said?" The middle-aged man coughed twice, still not turning his head as he spoke.

"Ah... I forgot there's a pretentious old man here." Xu Xiaoxiao complained. Although she had actually been paying attention to this old man the whole time, well... why not do something that makes someone else look cool?

"You!" The uncle suddenly turned around, about to lash out, but froze on the spot.

"Hey...aren't we going to make a move?" Leng Yihan had two double-edged short knives that she had just created, and she was looking at the middle-aged man cautiously.

Although the four seemed to look down on him, he was still a level twelve, and they couldn't be sure if there was another level twelve...

"Hmm? Qing, you said there's no one in this town who can threaten you, right?" Leng Yihan looked at Qing.

“Yes, they’re just 12th-tier people. Even if five more came, I wouldn’t be afraid,” Qing said coldly.

"You..." The middle-aged man slowly raised his hand, pointing at the four people in surprise, "You...you're the little demoness?!"

"Huh?" Leng Yihan was taken aback. Looking at the middle-aged man's eyes and the person he was pointing at... it seemed like he was talking about me?

Leng Yihan dodged to the left, her eyes and fingers still following, and the same thing happened when she dodged to the right.