Nick Fury and Coulson were fretting, but Hao Shuai didn't take the matter seriously at all.
So what if Loki brought Asgard's army to attack Earth?
It was just a matter of numbers!
Who was afraid of whom?!
Thousands upon thousands of Qingyun Sect disciples—just try and tell him you weren't scared!
The sorcerers of Kamar-Taj wouldn't even need to lift a finger. If Loki really dared to bring his people to Earth, Hao Shuai would lead his own forces straight to Asgard and turn it into the Qingyun Sect's Marvel branch.
Besides, Odin was still alive, so it was hardly Loki's place to call the shots in Asgard.
So Hao Shuai patted Thor on the shoulder. "Who says Loki is the king of Asgard?"
"Loki said so himself. He told me my father was so angry with me that he died, and that he passed the throne to him before he died." Thinking that his father had died because of him, Thor suddenly looked stricken.
"So he said it, and you believed him?!" Hao Shuai was speechless. "Have you forgotten what kind of god Loki is?"
"He's the God of Mischief!" Thor answered automatically.
Then it dawned on him. His dull eyes lit up again, and he hurriedly asked, "Are you saying Loki lied to me and my father isn't dead?"
"Everything Loki told you was a load of nonsense. Your old man isn't dead; he's just entered the Odin Sleep." Hao Shuai rubbed his forehead.
"No way. Loki wouldn't lie to me." Thor shook his head. "Even if he did, he was probably just joking with me."
"A joke? You think this is just a joke?"
Thor's words left Hao Shuai stunned. Even Nick Fury and Coulson, who had just breathed a sigh of relief at the news