Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

"Someone at the level of a junior celestial master certainly wouldn't get angry over something so trivial. However, there's always a limit to jokes, so hopefully we won't go too far," Lu Jin's father-in-law whispered.

"Sigh, Father, did you notice that there's a man carrying a hoe in my brother-in-law's groomsmen? This is a wedding, not a hoeing session. What's he doing carrying a hoe?" Lu Jin's brother-in-law whispered.

"This looks like the young master of the Lü family. Oh no, is he planning to smash the door with a hoe?" Lu Jin's father-in-law exclaimed in surprise.

"In this situation, they probably wouldn't act so recklessly!" Lu Jin's brother-in-law whispered.

At the door, Wang Ai handed in a series of red envelopes, and laughter came from the doorway, but the door remained unmoved.

"Not enough! This isn't nearly enough!"

"That's right, don't just throw money at us, it's the thought that counts! We need to see the groom's sincerity!"

"Stop dawdling, Fatty, you're no good! Why waste your breath on them? Watch me!!" Lu Ci couldn't stand it anymore: "The groom's sentiments?! What do the groomsmen's sentiments have to do with you bridesmaids? Let me show you the sentiments of our groomsmen!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed forward with a hoe on his shoulder, and was about to smash down the obviously valuable solid wood door!
"stop!"

Lu Jin was startled and quickly hugged him: "Erbi! This is my home! My in-laws' home! Don't act recklessly! Be polite! Be polite!!"

Even if he's reckless, he knows that brute forcefully slamming the door has a really bad impact.

When Zhang Zhiwei saw Lü Ci carrying a hoe and about to smash the door, he not only didn't stop him, but instead stood by with his arms crossed, watching the spectacle with amusement. He had no intention of intervening immediately.

Although as a best man he had an obligation to help, this was only the first hurdle, so what was the rush? Besides, this was the part that Wang Ai had confidently promised to handle, and he wanted to see what other tricks this fat man had up his sleeve besides throwing money around.

"What should we do? What should we do?" Shuiyun and Changqing, who were standing to the side, were getting a little anxious when they saw that Lu Jin was not going in for a long time.

Although they were older than Lu Jin, they had been cultivating in seclusion at the Sanyi Sect since childhood and were completely ignorant about matters between men and women, let alone how to make the bridesmaids feel the groom's so-called "heartfelt intentions".

"How about..." Changqing hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said to Shuiyun, "...we should just break down the door?"

Although he didn't consider himself an impolite person, he simply couldn't think of any other way. He only knew one technique in his life: Reverse Rebirth Triple Power, but even the strongest Reverse Rebirth technique didn't have the ability to pass through walls!
"What's the panic! Get out of the way, get out of the way! That's just reckless behavior. Watch me!"

Just then, Li Muxuan, who hadn't said much, came out. He pushed aside Shuiyun and Changqing, who were still anxiously waiting, and stood leisurely in front of the door.

He smiled and glanced at Lü Ci, who was still struggling with Lu Jin over the hoe, and Wang Ai, who was pacing anxiously. He clearly thought these methods were too crude and reckless.

Li Muxuan's special ability is "human magnetism," which means he can manipulate objects freely by turning them upside down. For him, opening a locked door is incredibly simple.

He stretched out his right hand, facing the door, his five fingers slightly bent, and gently turned his wrist.

With a soft "click," a crisp metallic click came from inside the door, and the lock opened.

The bridesmaids behind the door were laughing and joking, and before they could react, the door was pushed open a crack by an invisible force!

"Oh no! Why is the door open?!"

"Turn it off! Turn it off!"

The bridesmaids gasped in surprise, completely unprepared for the door to open by itself, and frantically tried to close it again.

But at this moment, the quick-witted Shuiyun and Changqing were not about to give them a chance! The two of them rushed forward like two arrows released from a bow, one on the left and one on the right, using their bodies to brace against the door, and then pushed it inward with force!
"boom!"

The door was pushed open completely, revealing a group of bridesmaids dressed in brightly colored cheongsams, their faces full of astonishment, and the bride, Lin Yu, sitting gracefully on the embroidered couch, wearing a phoenix coronet and a red veil.

Lu Jin, who was "fighting" with Lü Ci, was taken aback when he saw this scene.

Li Muxuan gave him a hard shove from behind and laughed, "What are you all standing there for? Groom, charge!"

Lu Jin suddenly realized what was happening. He didn't care about Lü Ci and his hoe anymore. He quickly tidied his hair, took a deep breath, and strode into the bridal chamber!
"Hahahaha!" Zhang Zhiwei laughed heartily as he watched from behind, finding the wedding procession quite amusing.

Lin's parents and brother-in-law, who were secretly observing from a distance, breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away their cold sweat when they saw the door opened in such a "clever" rather than "violent" way.

Mr. Lin said in a low voice, "Thank goodness, this bridesmaid is quite capable; she didn't actually get the young master of the Lü family to swing the hoe at her... This group of groomsmen is truly full of hidden talents!"

They were too far away to notice what kind of supernatural power Li Muxuan had used to open the door; they simply assumed it was some kind of ingenious mechanism.

……

Lu Jin rushed into the room, but before he could even take a few more glances at the bride, he was surrounded by a group of bridesmaids led by a capable-looking girl with bright, lively eyes.

Although things were in a mess, Zhang Zhiwei, being tall and standing out from the crowd, immediately recognized the head of the bridesmaids who had been causing trouble in the room earlier as Duanmu Ying, a woman with rather modern ideas who had just returned from studying abroad.

"Oh, so the groom barged in? You've passed the first test, but taking Lin Yu away won't be that easy!" Duanmu Ying said with a smile, hands on her hips.

As she spoke, her gaze swept across the room and met that of Lü Ci, who stood at the doorway, brandishing a hoe and looking fierce, ready to smash the door open.

"Getting married is fine, why bring a hoe?" Duanmu Ying was stunned for a moment, then realized that this person was probably here to bang on the door.

"Bang the door with a hoe?" She immediately became displeased. Her eyes narrowed, her eyebrows shot up, she put her hands on her hips, pointed at Lü Ci's nose, and angrily rebuked him:
"You spiky-haired rascal, what are you trying to do? If you're going to pick up a bride, fine, but why are you bringing a hoe and banging on the door? Are you here to marry her or to demolish her house?!"

Lu Ci, wielding his hoe, hadn't even had a chance to unleash his full "strategic deterrence" when he was stunned by a clear and familiar angry shout.

He was about to rebuke her, but upon closer inspection, he realized that the girl standing with her hands on her hips glaring at him was actually Duanmu Ying.

Lu Ci was taken aback. He never expected to meet Duanmu Ying, the girl who had left a deep impression on him, here.

His hand, which was holding the hoe, froze in mid-air. The fierce look on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely complex expression—a mixture of surprise, embarrassment, and a touch of joy.

Logically speaking, it should be quite a coincidence that Duanmu Ying, as a bridesmaid, and he, as a groomsman, met at this time. However, the current situation is... rather awkward.

He somewhat regretted not listening to Zhang Zhiwei and the others and questioning why he had brought the hoe with him.

"I...I..." Lu Ci stammered, "I'm...using strategic deterrence..."

"Intimidate you my foot!" Duanmu Ying wasn't buying it. She had gone abroad to study a few years ago and wasn't very familiar with the current situation of the younger generation in the domestic supernatural community. She only felt that Lü Ci looked familiar, but she couldn't quite remember who he was.

But she felt that this person's behavior was strange and his eyes were "not very polite," so she immediately warned him: "Today is my sister's big day. If you dare to do anything wrong, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"I... I didn't mean to be rude to anyone!" Lü Ci explained that he just wanted to scare people.

Behind him, Zhang Zhiwei stood with his arms crossed, laughing heartily. Even though he wasn't good at observing people around him, he noticed that Lü Ci seemed a bit "chicken-like" in front of Duanmu Ying. Where was the one who had been carrying a hoe and claiming to be a "strategic deterrent"? How come he was the one being deterred instead?
Something's up... Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself. It was hard not to make that connection, since the Lü family in the story possessed the "Dual-Handed Technique," which meant that Lü Ci and Duanmu Ying should have some kind of intricate relationship.

He shifted his gaze from Lu Jin to Duanmu Ying and Lü Ci, trying to discern something.

Unfortunately, no, it seems that Duanmu Ying has been abroad for too long and has forgotten about Lü Ci, whom she had met a few times.

She assumed Lü Ci was just some arrogant brute Lu Jin had picked up somewhere. She sized him up and down, then snorted.
"You look all dressed up, but what's with all the malice? And you're carrying a hoe, what, if you can't find a bride, are you just going to dig a hole and bury the groom?"

"puff!"

Wang Ai, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but laugh.

Zhang Zhiwei laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight.

Lu Ci felt a little embarrassed and silently put down the hoe. But by this time, he had recovered. It wasn't his style to be scolded without talking back. He held the hoe and said coolly, "I'm Lu Jin's brother. I'm here to be the best man. How could I bury the groom?"

"If you're not burying the groom, are you going to bury the bride?" Duanmu Ying said irritably.

"Why would I bury the bride? If I were to bury someone, I'd bury you...you bridesmaids!" Lu Ci said, sticking out his neck.

"How dare you?!" Duanmu Ying shouted angrily.

"Forget it, a good man doesn't argue with a woman!" Lü Ci pointed at the hoe and said, "This hoe isn't for burying people, it's for cultivation!"

"Cultivation?" Duanmu Ying chuckled, finding the man's behavior both inexplicable and amusing. "Cultivating in the bride's room? You really are...unique. Alright, enough of this nonsense. Stop standing here. Either come in and help, or go outside and don't block the light!"

After saying that, she ignored him and turned to "torture" Lu Jin again.

Zhang Zhiwei took it all in, his smile deepening. He nudged Wang Ai beside him and whispered:

"Fatty, look at Erbi, doesn't she look like a hedgehog whose quills have been removed?"

Wang Ai squinted her small eyes and looked at it, nodding happily: "So alike! So alike! I really didn't expect that Erbi... would be scolded like a grandson by a woman, and she only gave a few words in a lukewarm way."

Li Muxuan also came over and whispered, "Looks like even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman..."

Meanwhile, Lu Jin, who rushed into the house, was facing a new round of "difficulties".

"Alright, alright, the person's in, but if they want to see the bride, they'll have to get past us first!"

Duanmu Ying temporarily let go of the "hedgehog head" outside, turned around and directed the bridesmaids to surround Lu Jin.

"The first game is to find the wedding shoe!" A bridesmaid smiled and took out an exquisite red embroidered shoe. "We've hidden the other one. You have the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before you can move on to the next step!"

Looking at the huge boudoir, with its carved bed, wardrobes piled high with clothes, and dressing table filled with all sorts of bottles and jars, Lu Jin was immediately overwhelmed.

He frantically started rummaging through the clothes, messing up the neatly folded blankets on the bed, and then opened the wardrobe, rummaging through a pile of girls' clothes, his face turning red.

The bridesmaids laughed uproariously, offering random advice from the sidelines.

"Oh dear, Lu, you're not good enough!"

"Is it hidden under the pillow?"

"I bet it's in the vase!"

Lu Jin was annoyed by their noise. Shuiyun and Changqing wanted to help, but they knew nothing about a girl's private room and were completely lost when they went in.

Just then, Lü Ci came up carrying a hoe. He casually glanced around the room, but actually used his Ruyi Jingu Bang to probe it. Then, pointing to a half-person-tall blue-and-white porcelain vase, he smiled at Lu Jin and said:
"Old Lu, over here!"

Lu Jin was stunned. She ran over, picked up the porcelain vase, and looked inside. Sure enough, the other wedding shoe was lying quietly inside!
"Found it!" Lu Jin was overjoyed.

The bridesmaids let out a disappointed sigh.

Duanmu Ying glared at Lü Ci with annoyance.

"Alright, you've passed this test! Next test: compose a poem!" Duanmu Ying took out a piece of red paper and said, "Please, son-in-law, use the bride's name 'Lin Yu' as the title and compose an acrostic poem praising our bride!"

"Write...write a poem?" Lu Jin's face fell instantly. He had practiced martial arts and Taoism since childhood, and was skilled at wielding swords and spears, but writing poetry...it was even more difficult than asking him to fight with Senior Brother Zhang.

He hesitated for a long time before finally managing to squeeze out two sentences: "The Lin family has a daughter who has come of age, Yu... Yu... uh, the Foolish Old Man Who Moved Mountains has lofty ambitions?"

"Pfft!" Everyone in the room burst out laughing.

Even the bride, Lin Yu, sitting on the edge of the bed, shrugged slightly, clearly trying to suppress her laughter, even through her veil.

Wang Ai covered her face from behind, unable to bear to look.

Zhang Zhiwei grinned, showing his big teeth, and chuckled.

Lu Ci laughed loudly, "Old Lu, your skill level is not even as good as mine at hoeing the ground!"

"Alright, alright, I'll barely pass you. Next round!" Duanmu Ying suppressed a laugh, "Please, son-in-law, use ten different affectionate nicknames to address our bride!"

During her years studying medicine abroad, Duanmu Ying encountered many novel things and came up with one ingenious idea after another.

Now, Lu Jin was completely dumbfounded. He could name a hundred fighting moves if asked to, but asking him to say cheesy sweet nothings to a girl he'd barely met was like defecating in public. He might as well fight Senior Brother Zhang again. (End of Chapter)