In the innermost confinement room, 922 hesitated to speak.
He grabbed the door handle and hesitated, looking back at Qin Zhu several times.
"If you have anything to say, just say it before the confinement room takes effect." Qin Zhu rubbed his face.
The sleepiness still lingered, and he looked a little tired.
922 It was rare to see him like this. He swallowed the words he was about to say and said, "It's nothing."
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