The Three-Faced Spy's Quick Draw

In the 1930s and 1940s, anyone living through that chaotic age of Japanese invasion and rampant evil had to take up whatever weapon they knew best and fight the brutal enemy with their own blood. My cousin from my past life, Gu Qingying, was exceptionally beautiful, a woman capable of bringing kingdoms to their knees. After enduring the brutal secret training of the Military Statistics Bureau, she mastered an extraordinary range of skills. She disappeared into the glamorous crowds of the Paramount, moved among officials and wealthy men, and fended off powerful suitors as she began her courageous path of serving her country... My cousin was an elite of the underground resistance, unmatched to this day. Whenever I return to my past life, my aunt always weeps and clutches my hand, insisting: “Nephew, peace has come and we live in prosperous times. A woman should enjoy life, wait for the right man, and get married. Go find your cousin Qingying. She listens to you best. I don’t like her spending every day scaling rooftops and waving swords around.”