"Dyeing my hair black isn't difficult," Yan Xiaobao shrugged and said. "If I use a different name, no one will notice anything." He was absolutely certain about this. Although he was a very recognized young man, he believed that his knowledge of herbal medicine could alter his appearance. Just like in his old world, there were many different herbs here that could color someone's hair. While this wasn't their primary purpose, they would work well, especially since it couldn't be seen through. This was not an illusion created by Qi; it was genuine black-dyed hair.
Upon hearing this, Wan Qiao felt somewhat relieved, but she was still worried and wondered if she should order his two Shadows to follow him, even if he left the Divine Domain. If she knew he had two Saints nearby, ready to protect him or help him escape if he were noticed, she would feel much more comfortable.
