"Obey my command! Stand down!"
He Wuchang barked the order. Hearing it, the phantom of the Kanming Bell faltered, hesitating. Its spirit was intimately familiar with An Jing's aura, but the Prefect's token also represented a command it was bound to obey. Caught between the two, it could not decide whom to assist.
If that was the case, it would simply suppress them both.
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