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Xuanyuan Lang watched as Tiange sat down, then settled back into his rocking chair. This time, he adjusted his posture, sitting upright to face Tiange directly. A small table woven from wisteria sat nearby, holding a pitcher of iced fruit tea. Xuanyuan Lang poured a cup and handed it to Tiange. "Why didn't you stay at the Flowers Garden?"

His expression remained unchanged