C795 Gather!
Isham clutched his face, his words stifled and unspoken, as half of his cheek swelled to a fiery red.
"I'm sorry!" Isham fell to his knees in contrition.
His father, Shangguan Hong, regarded his third son with a hint of disappointment, his voice grave, "As my son, you were raised to remain calm at all times. Yet here you stand, looking no better than a gambler blinded by rage
