I, a nine-tailed fox half-demon who has been cultivating immortality for eighteen years, always thought that my father had already become the stars in the sky. Who knew that on the day I came of age, my mother told me that my father was Tony Stark.
I went from a poor girl to a billionaire overnight.
It turns out that pie is really falling in the sky!
Then, my mother kicked me to New York and asked me to deepen our relationship with my father.
It's not impossible to come to New York, but why do I see so many "acquaintances" here?
Also, Master, why did you come to New York?
Is there going to be a war between Heaven and Heaven and Hell? !
PS: A half-joyful rant, a fierce collision between Eastern mythology and the British and American worlds.
Mission: No matter good or bad times, stick to yourself.