The Price of a Wedding Toast: Objective, Rebuild Shrek!

"Best man?"

As these words fell, the main hall of the Star Luo Grand Palace plunged into a deathly silence.

The Shrek Seven Devils following behind Tang Wulin could hardly believe their ears.

Xie Xie, possessing the most explosive temper, lunged forward a step, his eyes spitting fire as he pointed at Dai Yun'er and Luo Feng.

"Don't push your luck! Wulin is the Sect Master of the Tang Sect and the current leader of the Sea God Pavilion! To have him pour wine and hand over rings at your wedding? Keep dreaming!"

Yuanen Yehui also quietly clenched her fists, the dark aura of a Fallen Angel faintly radiating from her body as she said coldly, "If the Star Luo Empire intends to use this to humiliate Shrek, then even if we have to risk our lives, we will not let you have your way!"

Faced with the fury of the Shrek members, Dai Yun'er merely lifted her chin slightly, a trace of disdain flashing in her eyes.

Now, with the backing of a peerless powerhouse capable of annihilating three major fleets in an instant, she no longer needed to bow and scrape before the Tang Sect as she once did.

Luo Feng watched Tang Wulin with a half-smile, remaining silent.

Yet, that terrifying pressure—the peak of an 88th-rank Soul Douluo mixed with the power of the Gate of Truth from the Fullmetal Alchemist—shrouded the entire hall as if it were a physical weight.

It was a silent declaration: here, strength was the only passport that mattered.

"Xie Xie, stand down."

Just as tensions reached a breaking point, Tang Wulin suddenly spoke.

His voice was somewhat hoarse, yet it carried an unquestionable firmness.

He raised his hand, blocking his companions who were on the verge of erupting.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Wulin's clear eyes reflected Luo Feng's wild and uninhibited face.

And, far across the ocean, the ruins that were once Shrek Academy.

He knew better than anyone that Shrek was too weak right now.

Although the Sun Moon Federation had lost three major fleets, they still possessed an army, the War God Temple, and the unfathomable foundation of the Spirit Pagoda.

For them—a group of young people who had only just made their breakthroughs—to rebuild Shrek and oppose the entire Federation was nothing short of a pipe dream.

They needed allies, and they needed absolute military support.

And this man before him, along with his Vanguard Titan capable of crafting Level 11 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannons by hand, was the only blade on the Douluo Continent capable of shattering the Federation's hegemony!

"I can be your best man."

Tang Wulin looked straight into Luo Feng's eyes, speaking word by word as his voice echoed through the hall.

"But Shrek never plays the part of a meaningless foil. Luo Feng, I, Tang Wulin, can drink this wedding wine, but I have one condition."

The corners of Luo Feng's mouth curled into an intrigued arc; he gently released Dai Yun'er's waist and took half a step forward.

"Oh? And what kind of wedding gift does the Sect Master want?"

"I want you, and your Vanguard Titan, to act as Shrek's staunchest ally and help us fight our way back to the Douluo Continent!"

A raging fire ignited in Tang Wulin's eyes.

"The price for this wedding wine is the reconstruction of Shrek!"

The air in the hall seemed to freeze in that instant.

Emperor Dai Tianling and the gathered ministers all gasped in unison.

This wasn't just asking for a wedding gift—this was clearly demanding that the Star Luo Empire declare war directly on the mainland of the Sun Moon Federation!

However, Luo Feng suddenly burst into loud laughter, his voice filled with an arrogant, peerless dominance and the decisiveness of a warlord.

"Hahaha! Good! Worthy of being the Sea God Pavilion Master, knowing when to bend and when to stretch!"

Luo Feng clapped his hands sharply. "I, Luo Feng, accept this condition! For the wedding in three days, I shall wait for the Sect Master to hand me the rings. Once the ceremony is complete, I guarantee that the cannons of the Vanguard Titan will blast open the gates of the Douluo Continent for Shrek!"

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Star Luo City welcomed the grandest celebration it had seen in hundreds of years.

The entire imperial city was decorated in a sea of red, countless soul-guided fireworks bloomed in the sky with brilliant patterns, and the cheers were deafening.

In a luxurious dressing room in the side palace, Tang Wulin stood before a massive floor-to-ceiling mirror.

In the reflection, he wore an exquisitely tailored Star Luo imperial best man's suit.

The white shirt paired with a dark gold vest made him look heroic and handsome.

Yet, his eyes betrayed a trace of exhaustion and complexity that he could not hide.

As the Child of Destiny of the Douluo plane, he had once been accustomed to standing at the very center of the spotlight.

But today, he was destined to be nothing more than a background character in someone else's moment of glory.

For the heavy responsibility of rebuilding Shrek, he had forced himself to swallow all his pride.

"Click."

The dressing room door was pushed open.

Luo Feng, dressed in the empire's highest-spec groom's attire—a dark red suit embroidered with golden dragon totems—strode inside.

At this moment, he was in high spirits, his every gesture exuding the domineering aura of someone who held the world in his palm.

"Is the suit a good fit, Sect Master Tang?"

Luo Feng walked up to Tang Wulin and met his gaze through the mirror.

"The craftsmanship of the Star Luo Empire's tailors is naturally excellent."

Tang Wulin turned around, his expression having already returned to calm. "Imperial Son-in-law Luo is truly riding high today."

Luo Feng smiled, walked over to a table nearby, picked up two glasses of red wine, and handed one to Tang Wulin.

"Do you feel that I've stolen the spotlight that originally belonged to you, or even snatched away the girl who once had eyes only for you?"

Tang Wulin did not take the wine, only saying indifferently:

"Yun'er is a good girl; I was the one who failed her in the past.

If Imperial Son-in-law Luo can treat her with sincerity, I, Tang Wulin, can only offer my blessings.

As for the spotlight... as long as I can rebuild Shrek, personal honor and disgrace are worthless to me."

"Refreshing."

Luo Feng downed the red wine in his glass in one gulp. "Rest assured, Yun'er is my reverse scale now.

I will use my life and my Titan to protect her.

As for what you want... as long as you fulfill your duties as the best man today, I promise that the fleet and artillery I pledged to you will not be a single unit short."

Tang Wulin silently took an extremely exquisite red velvet box from his pocket, inside which lay two soul-guided diamond rings, shimmering with brilliant light.

"The time is almost here, groom. It's time to make your entrance."

As the melodious sounds of royal ceremonial music rang out, the central plaza of the Star Luo Grand Palace was filled with activity.

One hundred thousand Royal Knights soldiers stood in solemn formation, while countless citizens cheered and jumped for joy on the perimeter of the plaza.

Under the watchful gaze of Emperor Dai Tianling and amidst the cheers of the expectant masses.

Luo Feng held Dai Yun'er's hand and slowly walked onto the red carpet paved with the hides of hundred-thousand-year sea soul beasts.

Today, Dai Yun'er was breathtakingly beautiful. A fiery red phoenix wedding dress accentuated her petite and charming figure to the fullest.

Tang Wulin, acting as the best man, followed half a step behind them to the side.

As they passed the viewing platform, Tang Wulin saw the Shrek Seven Devils in the crowd.

Gu Yue looked at him, her eyes filled with heartache; Xie Xie and the others were gritting their teeth, clearly feeling extremely indignant at the "humiliation" Tang Wulin was suffering.

But Tang Wulin only shook his head slightly, signaling them to remain calm.

Finally, the newlyweds arrived before the main altar.

The master of ceremonies' high-pitched voice rang out across the sky: "Best man, please present the Unity Rings!"

Countless gazes instantly focused on Tang Wulin.

Even some of the Star Luo Empire's veteran officials were secretly observing the expression of this Tang Sect Master.

Tang Wulin's face was as calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

He stepped forward, holding the red velvet box in both hands, and presented it before Luo Feng and Dai Yun'er.

"I wish you happiness."