The blood-red coffin parted Yvonne and Shingen on two sides of the stage. Everyone could only watch, mouths agape and eyes wide.

This was Yvonne and Shingen's wedding! Who would be so bold as to kick up a storm here?

A slender figure appeared on the red coffin and smiled at Yvonne. Then, he immediately approached Shingen and slammed his palm downward. It looked like it had no power, but in Shingen's eyes, the palm kept approaching as if it would cover his entire vision.

Shingen narrowed his eyes, wanting to fight back.

Shouta had already rushed over and yelled, "Today's your wedding! It'll be bad for you to spill blood! Allow me to help you. Who are you? How dare you interrupt Master Shingen's wedding!"

Shouta had already unsheathed the longsword in his belt and slashed at the figure in front of him.

Swish!

There was a loud noise. As the two sides clashed, sparks appeared mid-air. There was a screeching sound, and a lot of people felt their eardrums almost shatter.

While Shou