Nameless
"WHO DARES?!"
A booming voice erupted from the carriage, followed by its quick destruction. An enraged cultivator shattered the vessel into a rain of splintered wood and bent metal, his disheveled figure shooting into the skies while his reddened eyes scanned the culprits below.
If one looked closely, it was easy to tell that his image had once been elegant. But the tumble from the skies had definitely destroyed whatever semblance of that essence he once had.
Though he was a great expert, clearly seen by his ability to fly, the change had been too sudden. Before he realized what happened, his carriage was tumbling from the skies. Just a moment ago, he was chasing beauties, but now he had embarrassed himself to this extent.
"YOU DAMNED DRIVER!"
The young man's hand stretched outward, sending a surge of qi forward that pulled the poor driver's neck into his hand.