In fact, Pei Shaosen didn't tear these people apart; instead, he followed them, leaving the desolate house and embarking on the road to the Capital City.
At this moment, the sun shone brightly in the clear sky, and Pei Shaosen sat as if riding on horseback, or more accurately, floated in a horseback riding posture, following this group of people to the Capital City.
The group of people looked at Pei Shaosen with peculiar expressions, making Pei Shaosen feel uneasy, so he couldn't help but ask the person next to him, "Why are you all looking at me like that?
Is there something strange about me, or is there something inappropriate about my attire?" Pei Shaosen said, glancing down at his clothing.
Looking at the clothes he hadn't changed since his death, Pei Shaosen awkwardly tugged at them, thinking perhaps he was out of touch with the current fashions after being dead for a decade.
