Seeing the space being torn open with a crevice, a hand reached out, Zhang San only felt a breeze passing by, and then Wei had disappeared.
While he was still holding Xu's hand and hadn't managed to leave yet, he saw someone leap out from the spatial rift.
It was Third Miss Gan.
Third Miss Gan jumped out from the spatial rift two zhang above the ground, landed, then turned toward the direction of the rift and bowed in respect.
Although Zhang San did not understand what was happening, he guessed that the other party must be a significant figure, so he immediately bowed respectfully as well.
Xu also followed suit and bowed.
By this moment, Wei, who was already a few hundred steps away, looked back once, then, feeling reassured, he walked back.
From within the spatial rift, a middle-aged man's voice, refined and gentle, sounded.
"In the name of the Emperor, commanding all Martial Artists, daring to be just for the whole world. You have all been doing very well."