The sheer amount of information exchanged between Yang Bo and Kaecilius was too much for Coulson and Quake to digest all at once.
Coulson stared at the two demonic horns atop Kaecilius's head, burning with Hellfire, and could no longer maintain his usual smile.
"Mr. Yang Bo, who is this?"
Seeing Coulson's wary expression, Yang Bo smiled. "This is Kaecilius. He's just an ordinary man hopelessly addicted to magic."
You call that an ordinary man?!
Coulson glanced again at Kaecilius, who radiated an aura of destruction, and fell silent for a moment. He knew Robbie Reyes, and although he had no clear understanding of Demon Lords, he did know a few things about the Nether.
At that moment, however, he also realized that Yang Bo and his companions were far beyond his authority. He planned to report the information about them to his superiors. A headache like this was perfect for the people in charge.
Getting to his feet, Coulson said, "Mr. Yang Bo, I still have some matters to attend to, so I won't disturb you any further. I hope you enjoy your time here."
As for whether Doctor Strange would enjoy himself, that was beyond his control.
Yang Bo made no attempt to keep him and said with a smile, "If you're busy, go ahead."
"Don't worry. We won't do anything to ordinary people."
Yang Bo gave his word as a gesture of goodwill toward Coulson, but Coulson did not believe him.
Now he was intensely curious. If even Kaecilius counted as an ordinary person, just what sort of beings were the people Yang Bo had mentioned earlier?
After watching Coulson and Quake leave, Yang Bo waved for Kaecilius to sit down and lit a cigarette, undisguised greed glinting in his eyes.
"How do you feel? Can you