Think she’s a soft and cuddly little dumpling? In reality, she’s a walking natural disaster.
Height: 155 cm. Weapon: 207 cm.
A modern PMC tactical instructor transmigrates into a chaotic age and becomes the posthumous daughter of Lü Bu. She looks like a tiny girl in a pink dress with two buns in her hair, soft and harmless as a hamster. In reality, she can lift three hundred jin with one hand, and one swing of her halberd can smash a two-meter-tall bruiser into a wall so hard he can’t be pried out.
[Her daily life] Eat the sweetest candy, get into the roughest fights. Someone pats her head? She twists their wrist back with a snap. Someone steals her candy? One sweep of her halberd, and they all go down. Someone calls her short? She jumps up and snaps your neck (literally).
Make a mark. I've read this book.
Not bad, it deserves praise, but the writing style needs to be improved. 🤦