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Facing Tiange's question, Xuanyuan Lang didn't tell the truth.

"I have no idea where he is," Xuanyuan Lang said, picking up a spoon and blowing on his porridge.

"I don't believe you," Tiange replied, looking directly at Xuanyuan Lang, her words firm and unwavering.

Xuanyuan Lang knew Tiange wasn't someone who spoke lightly. When she said she didn't believe him, she truly meant it