C239 Basic Swordsmanship

Lee Fei poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and then stood up. He placed his hands on Metz's shoulders, pressing him back into his chair with a smile. "Don't worry. Even if you're silently mocking me, I won't hold it against you. After all, you're going to be my teacher."

"What did you say?" Metz licked his lips, his anxiety growing.

Lee Fei laughed