The great All-Father had fallen into a deep slumber, and the wicked Loki had seized the throne.
The people of Asgard were suffering terribly, forced to return and defeat the evil Loki to restore a bright future to their realm.
This was what Qin Xiao and Coulson heard from the four Asgardians who approached them after they got out of the car.
*Cliché after cliché about justice versus evil.*
Qin Xiao couldn't help but yawn.
"You're actually listening so intently, Coulson?" Qin Xiao couldn't resist saying to Coulson, who was clearly captivated by the story.
"What a great story! The wicked brother usurps the throne, and the prince brother must return to defeat him. Didn't you hear these fairy tales as a child? My mom used to tell me stories like this all the time. I still remember my first picture book—*The Lion King*, about Simba. It's pretty similar, just with a king's brother and son instead of the king himself."
Qin Xiao couldn't help but roll his eyes. *So you've been listening to this like it's a fairy tale all this time?*
"Everyone, I understand your concerns, but my father told me I couldn't return until I learned how to be a true king. And if Asgard were truly in such dire straits, my mother would have intervened. From what I've seen, it doesn't seem to be as dire as you claim, does it?"
Thor had just spoken the most sensible words he'd uttered in over 1,500 years.
Indeed, if things were as dire as they claimed, was Frigga behind them merely a decorative figure?
She could have ordered Heimdall to bring Thor back from Earth in an instant. Why would they need to sneak down here in secret?
"The Queen is busy tending to the slumbering Odin! You must return immediately, or the Nine Realms will face war and catastrophe! We must save them all!" Volstagg, the most hot-tempered of the Warriors Three, declared righteously, foam flying from his lips. In his fervor, he casually grabbed his axe and swung it wildly at the empty air.
*Squelch!*
Qin Xiao couldn't help but burst out laughing.
*Swish! Swish! Swish!*
Several pairs of eyes turned to Qin Xiao and Coulson.
Coulson silently took a step back.
The gazes fixed on Qin Xiao.
"Excuse me, everyone! I didn't mean to interrupt your conversation, but what you were just saying..."
"We defeated the evil Loki and saved all the Nine Realms! We stand for justice!" Qin Xiao squeaked, standing on tiptoe and pinching his voice to mimic their grandiose tone.
"Exactly! Just what you said! It's hilarious! As if the Nine Realms would collapse the moment you left!"
Though these Asgardians didn't understand what was so funny about Qin Xiao's words, they could clearly see the contempt in his expression and the mockery in his eyes.
Volstagg strode forward, his nearly two-meter-tall, burly frame looming over Qin Xiao. His long, braided beard trembled with each word.
"Are you mocking us, mortal? Mocking us, the gods of Asgard? Believe me, I could use my axe to..."
"Hey! Volstagg, stop! This is my friend, my teacher! He taught me so much on Earth!"
Thor lunged between the two men.
He understood his companions' disdain for Earth—a mortal realm, a barren land, a testament to Asgardian superiority. He had felt the same way when he first arrived.
"Then you'd better teach him to shut his mouth, you foolish mortal! Dare to mock the gods of Asgard again, and I'll teach you a lesson with my axe!" Volstagg glared at Thor, who was blocking his path, and gave Qin Xiao a contemptuous look, his voice rumbling as he brandished his axe.
The moment Volstagg spoke, Thor knew trouble was brewing.
In all the time he had spent with Qin Xiao, he had never once seen the man lose an argument.
As expected, Volstagg had barely turned when Qin Xiao spoke.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!"
"It seems I've mocked him again, Coulson. I've mocked a god! What should I do? Grovel and beg for forgiveness? Thor, what kind of god is your friend—the God of Wild Boars? Or the God of Empty Bellies?"
"What did you say?"
Volstagg took an angry step forward, but Thor held him back with a death grip.
The god kept winking frantically at Qin Xiao, urging him to stop talking immediately.
Qin Xiao didn't even glance at Thor. He pointed at Volstagg's nose and declared, "You lot talk about saving the Nine Realms? Which realm needs your help? Who can you even defeat? Laufey the Frost Giant? Surtur the Fire Lord? Or the slumbering Dark Elves?"
"No! No! No! You can't defeat any of them!"
Qin Xiao wagged a finger dismissively, his gaze sweeping disdainfully over Volstagg. "You can only bully underfed children. I don't know where you get the confidence to talk about saving the Nine Realms—is it your scruffy beard or your fat ass that gives you this courage?"
"Ah! I'll kill you!"
Enraged, Volstagg shoved Thor aside and charged at Qin Xiao like a wild boar, his axe raised high.
"See? I told you he was the God of Wild Boars. What do you think, Coulson? Coulson?"
Qin Xiao called out to Coulson, but received no response. He turned around to find the man had somehow retreated to the car, keeping his distance.
"Damn it! Coulson, you've learned some bad habits!"
Qin Xiao complained to Coulson before turning to face Volstagg and sidestepping the axe with a swift move.
As Volstagg's axe buried itself in the ground, Qin Xiao stomped on the back of the blade, grabbed the giant's beard, and yanked hard.
Using the leverage, he leaped into the air, his right knee slamming into Volstagg's jaw with thunderous force.
*Thud!*
A dull impact echoed as Volstagg flew backward, his massive frame sailing twenty to thirty meters before crashing to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust and sand.
"Poor God of Wild Boars. I barely even tried, and you're already flying. Hey, is your sexy butt okay?" Qin Xiao called out, shading his eyes with his right hand and shouting toward the distance.
*Clang! Clang! Clang!*
Seeing their comrade beaten, Sif and the other two Warriors Three drew their weapons in unison, glaring furiously at Qin Xiao.
"Hey! Great gods, are you all planning to gang up on this mortal?" Qin Xiao taunted, beckoning them with a lewd gesture of his index finger.
"Come on! All at once! Just remember, if you lose, don't come crying to your mommy!"
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