"Be my Star Fury."
Li Qin, with an upturned nose, looked at that lump of iron with flesh and spoke, her heart filled with fear.
For a moment, she felt like she was still in a nightmare, but no matter what, she couldn't wake up.
She wasn't a casual person and wouldn't easily become someone's Star Fury. After all, her husband couldn't touch her twice a year, unless the man was either wealthy or charming.
Like the biological father of her child.
But now, the one asking her to be a Star Fury was this piece of flesh.
Or a piece of iron.
She had never even heard of such a thing, finding that the monsters and ghosts rumored about were not as bizarre as this.
Yet she didn't move, because at this moment she was both scared and tired and hungry, and this lump of fleshy iron not only could talk but also emitted a rich fragrance.
Although she had some fat on her waist and her face was a bit large, she would truly feel anxious if she didn't eat for one meal.
