Time stopped flowing.
Luke remained in his falling posture, suspended in midair. Everyone stared at the scene in confusion, having no idea what had happened. Then Fang Zheng rose to his feet, vanished into thin air, and reappeared beside Darth Vader.
"What are you planning to do with him?"
Fang Zheng looked at Darth Vader with a smile. In the original film, Palpatine had foreseen that Luke would be the one to kill him, which was why he had sent Darth Vader to capture him. But now, after Fang Zheng's guidance, Palpatine was trying to comprehend the essence of the Force and had secluded himself on Coruscant. He did not care about Luke at all. This time, Darth Vader had captured Luke entirely for his own reasons.
"Mr. Fang Zheng."
Darth Vader was somewhat surprised to see Fang Zheng suddenly appear before him. Fang Zheng reached out and patted him on the shoulder.
"See? I told you that method of persuasion wouldn't work. You really have no idea how to persuade your own son as a father. Fine, I'll give you a hand. After all, I'm the one providing technical support for you."
As he spoke, Fang Zheng raised his hand. To everyone's astonishment, everything before them began moving backward as if a recording were being rewound.
Luke, who had been falling, returned to his original position. Even the right hand Darth Vader had severed flew back up from below and reattached itself to Luke's wrist.
Then time began flowing again.
Luke moved his body and stared in astonishment at his right hand. He opened it, clenched it, then opened it once more.
Then Luke lifted his head and looked at Fang Zheng in surprise.
"You... it was you? Why did you do this?"
"All right, my question isn't important